inner baptist

here i am, at t-19 hours. i awoke this morning to incredibly deep fog. i used to find fog calming and pretty, now it makes me anxious.

i am so excited to leave - my stomach is doing flip-flops all day!

wingman moved out yesterday. last night was the first time i've been truly alone in my house, and not nervous lest the door burst open and he stride in. it is so calming to have my own space, even if it is only for two days. i've taken the big room, with the big bed, and now i can look down on my doggies :) and it was the first morning all year that i wasn't awakened by a certain Hero yodelling outside my window. sweet, dreamy quiet.

i went over the top complaining about wingman in the fall - i'm sorry for that. the second part of the year was marginally better, but mostly i've bitten my tongue. i am so relieved to be out of that situation.

i hope to see each and everyone one of you wonderful people over the next two months. i'll have my cellphone and be living at my cottage - don't be shy! come visit! drop me a line! invite me somewhere. :)