So it looks like we may have secured free lodging at a South Carolina island for the end of June/beginning of July. Bo can come with us which is the real bonus. As much as we’ve wanted to get away, we have no one to take care of Bo. He’s not your regular dog… he’s a bit like a baby. Yes, we are guilty of anthropomorphising, whatever. The best news is we will be back before Blobfest!
How do you negotiate a free rental? Make friends with rich people. It’s true! My mom’s best friend has been trying to get us to stay at her place for years but we always felt it wasn’t right. This time, I don’t think any of us care if it’s right or not. We need to get away. Walking the beach and watching the ocean may be just what the doctor ordered.
I am doing better. A bit. There are times when I am consumed by a deep anger that makes me want to take up kickboxing again just so I can smash some faces in… and then there are other times when I feel peaceful and grateful for how things worked out.
My biggest challenge is focusing on what I want and not re-living the crap that I went through. Rather than re-playing my last two interactions with Pookie over and over in my mind, I need to concentrate on the type of man I want in my life. The one thing I need to determine is where do healthy, well-adjusted, single men in the 38-42 age range, who are not afraid of commitment, congregate? Grief Counseling for Widowers? Single Father Support Groups?
This was always my problem in the past. They are out there… but where? And before anyone suggests it, I am going to hold off on online dating until I have to do it. The men on those sites are jerks and if there is a good one in their midst, I don’t have the patience to sift through the garbage. Besides, I am questioning my ability to tell good eggs from bad eggs.
At any rate, I am looking forward to our upcoming vacation. I can’t wait to get away from the world.