Holy cow, it’s been awhile. Aside from the excitement of Randy’s eggs, my last post was on November 1, which also happened to fall on my first date with my boyfriend. In the last three months, I’ve gone from a lonely blogger to one in love, my little pigeon has become an adult and flown the coop and as Spring approaches, life continues to unfold.
I’ve been focused on my new relationship, the holidays, the stress of money, work or lack thereof and living space. I’ve decided it’s time to get back to some creative expression. It’s so easy to get caught up in the necessities and sensible acts of progression. It’s so easy to forget the things that make you tick.
My boyfriend, who shares my first name, and I have been inseparable since our first date. We did get to know each other for small while before then, so when we realized our attraction it was a matter of surprise, excitement and relief when our hearts unfolded into our romance. Just this past week, he made a little space for me in his one bedroom apartment. It’s a walk-in closet with a little window that’s bright and sunny during the day and lit by the warm glow of an evening lamp after dark. After informally co-habitating there for three months, I’m convinced that it will be my peace and sanity. A place all my own, where I can simply focus on myself, what I like to do and still hear the TV in the next room. At first my silent response was, “you want to put me in the closet?” Now I’m not sure I want to leave.
I still have my own apartment, but it’s somewhat emptied of the everyday needs and has turned into more of a storage compartment for my furniture, art supplies and various half used toiletries in boxes, among other things. That may change again soon because of the size and practicality, not to mention current renovations underway at my place (new kitchen, carpet & paint yay!), but for the next few months I will enjoy this little gift of serenity.