New Years Eve Evening 2014 ~~~ in Plan B

  • Jan. 1, 2015, 1:52 a.m.
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Wow - What a year it was.... Glad to kick this one out the door and welcome in a fresh start a new page a do-over. Now that I am in my new digs even sitting amoungst these boxes I feel a new energy and so do the dogs. Casie loves walking the beach and Romeo is just turned jaunty if that is how to describe him. A corgie puppy gave him kisses tonight which he just loved. Now not only am I back in town so are the dogs and their more socialized so to speak. There are dogs everywhere. We are a doggy town and a kitty town too might as well add a goat to the mix. But the nrg is different here - more on the move more to do and see. It feels good to walk thru town and look in windows of stores that are closed for the night. Or hear a crack of billiards being shot. Music everywhere and the smells of garlic or onions wafting out of restraunts. It is nice to be in the mix of things again. One of my goals is too start dating again. I need to get out more. I will. Just now I am settleing in for the night. I thought of going out but too tired. Today I worked then they called me to do the Bubbles and no. The husband is nice but the wife…well not so much. It always makes me feel like I am “The Help” when I work there because of her. She flits her hand a way like - go a way. The last time I did her she fell - thankfully not on me but it took her daughter and me to get her up. OMG. She has gotten big and now she is in bed with a hoyer lift. No. They wanted me to work tonight from 5 to 9 downtown. No. I wouldn’t get home till who knows when. People were coming down at 4 to be there. I need to rest.
I am anxious for a fresh start. I am ready for a good year. Yes, there will be some mess up and let downs that is a part of life but I am really ready to start living again. I am back to reading thank goodness. Finished Wild by Cheryl Strayed. Killer good biography. Slowly I am finding myself again. I don’t want my old self back just my authentic self back. It will happen.
I don’t know if I will make to midnight. Really. Happy New Year to all and to all a goodnight.


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