Change of Place

I've been petsitting in a different city since Thursday. I've noticed SEVERAL things since getting here.

1. Apparently it's NOT unusual for a single woman to have nothing to eat, LOL

2. This house is so AMAZINGLY calm and soothing. I have felt such peace here and slept so well here.

3. Going by my house to pick up things... it's like it's not even my house, it's just the place where my stuff is. I just run in, grab stuff and run out. And, it feels awesome not to be there.

I'm actually surprised about number 3. I kept thinking that paint and move the furniture around, get rid of stuff that isn't me and the place would feel like mine. Nope. It doesn't. I don't know if there is bad mojo in the house, if I am just associating bad things there or what. I just know that every day that goes by my desire to no longer live at that house gets stronger.

I don't want to invest time or money into it, I just want away. I'm not really upset about it either. I thought that it would be hard, when I tell people they say they don't think they could ever leave or that they never would have gone inside that house again.

I think (and this is what I tell people) if we'd had children, if that had been the home of the "family" then I'd probably feel differently. But, it's not.

Don't worry, when I leave, it will be with purpose and I will have somewhere to go. I'm really very happy. I've had the best day ever today. And it's my last night in this house. I got home to THAT house for a week, then I have several weeks downtown in a LOVELY setting that I CAN'T WAIT to get to. It's a 3 story condo with balconies and river views. It's perfectly lovely!

:)