Marty and Sam are away at an EMS conference this weekend. I am home, not entirely alone; I have Otto and Klausie boy to keep me company.
Being alone and feeling alone are complete opposites. From time to time, I welcome being alone; I never feel alone, even when I am; thankful since that is a terrible feeling.
When we moved to Vermont and felt homesick, I would call my parents. This may or may not surprise you, but instead of comforting me, my adopted mother would rub it in, making me feel worse when I hung up. She was really something.
Lately, I have been in a great place, and I welcomed this little retreat at home. I picked up some junk food I plan to eat whenever I want, with a bourbon old-fashioned.
Tomorrow, my friend Maria is coming over for lunch to spend some time together outside the dance studio. I set this up as soon as I learned of the guy’s conference away.
Halloween is and has always been my favorite holiday. It was the only day I could be anyone I wanted to be, and no one wanted anything from me except a piece of candy. I am going to a Halloween party Saturday night at the Inn across the street.
I asked our friends Arthur and David if they wanted to come with me since Marty is away. They are in the midst of permanently relocating to their home here in Vermont from the DC area and said yes! Yay!
The little neighborhood we have here in Arlington is growing and becoming to be a fun place to hang out since a great couple recently purchased the Arlington Inn. We also have the new community center, The Arlington Common, which is directly across the street from us with lots of gatherings and events. There has been a very welcome positive shift happening.
Sunday, besides writing my piece on The Middle World, I don’t have a damn thing planned, which is pretty awesome all by itself. Of course, I will miss Marty terribly, but absence makes the heart grow fonder. Yesterday, he told me he had already missed me for the weekend; I got butterflies in my stomach. Not bad for being together since 1985, huh?
Have a great weekend. Of course, I will be taking photos of my make-up and costume on Saturday night and maybe some pictures at the party as well. I feel so calm, content, and happy, which is all I could ask for.
Happy Friday!
Ah yes, the husband and son are flying into Philly on Monday to catch one of the World series games. I absolutely love small vacations from each other and the happy reunion a few days later. Everyone needs a little alone “me” time. I shall gorge on seafood and also snack on whatever junk suits my fancy. Have a great weekend.