Scribblings

Getting settled in my new place. I still love sis-in-law and consider her a dear friend. We simply are two very different people. I am in walking distance of the old house. Her and I were joking about sharing custody of the dog. Crazy, huh? We both have sons. She is praying her son starts to turn into a man and become self-supporting. My son (not my older one) wasn't welcome in our home. Neither was my friend Joe who is 74. Joe would arrive Saturday night at around 7pm and we would go out to dinner and maybe a movie. We came back and off to sleep we went. No raucous bedroom behavior. Simply isn't possible. Than we would wake up and go out to breakfast and he would go home by 2pm. most times as he doesn't like to drive after dark. That was too stressful for her. It just always felt like it was her home as she had 52 years worth of furniture and whatnots. So I basically lived in my bedroom. I have accumulated quite a bit of my own things since moving to PA and my room was getting cluttered as I didn't want to disrupt her design in the rest of the home. Anyhow, bottom line, I think, and she agrees, that we will be better friends now that we aren't living together. So now I am on my own. I rent from a couple with a beautiful baby who will be two this month. She is adorable. It breaks my heart because she has now figured out that "Auntie" lives downstairs and she will beat on the upstairs door to let her dad know that she wants to come visit. They tell her that I am home and she can visit later. So now instead of spoiling the dog rotten, it is now a beautiful two year old. The living room looks like me and so the bedroom will soon as well. I go pick up my new work schedule today at 2:30. Very excited. As I write these words I see how far many of us have come since we all started writing. Maybe there is something wonderful about a bunch of "mad women scribbling"...Peace!