I have a canasta game today and lunch again at the club. It's a nice game, some different gals that I like.
Yesterday was a washout as far as the pool went. It either rained, stormed, or wasn't hot enough for me all day long.
I've been thinking again. I know, I know, don't do that. But I have never lived alone in my life, not for a single day, until now. Not counting the loneliness there are many other differences. The obvious is cooking and grocery shopping for one but so many things you never think about.
There is no one to leave a note saying when you'll be home, no one to say you "look nice today" or even tell you you have toilet paper on your shoe! No one to hug or hold hands. No one to ever say "you cooked, I'll do the dishes honey". Just me. When I get home there is no one to say "hello". And I am no longer a "we". I am an "I". And I don't much like it. The feeling is hard to explain if you have never experienced it either.
On the plus side (I always try to have a positive side) there is little laundry, little dishes, I can watch whatever show I want on tv, I can turn it off when I want quiet, I can do as I please. I can eat dinner at 3:00 or midnight, whenever I feel hungry. I don't have to have food ready at 6:00.
But I wish I did.
Sorry for the pity party today. I'll do better tomorrow, I promise! Honest...