“Peeps” means never having to say you’re sorry
Morgen, peeps!
Lately, blogging has been some kinda funkified venture for me. I don’t know - I’ve been thinking more than ever, reading like veritable gangbusters, spending so much time in my head that I actually bought a couch for it (brown velour), and have been feeling, mostly, at peace - with just the occasional burst of obscenity directed at the dogs. I just haven’t felt compelled to write about it. (But if you’re wondering, it’s “Shut the fuck UP!”)
I realized last night, as Torie was reclining on my bed, telling me her troubles and really getting to the core of them - she’s so wise - that everything feels aligned in our house. That doesn’t mean things are easy, but they’re at least in order now. For one thing, we gave our little rat-bat-dog Emma away to somebody who fell in love with her; we’d been trying to for ages. The house feels calmer now, and we know she’ll be happy in a one-person household.
I was also telling Jess that I’m thinking of taking a word-processing course at the college because I’ve always loved typing, and it would be a job I could do at home, probably, which would enable Scott to live here and me not to go crazy in an office. (”Me, not go crazy” is one of my personal mottos. You can borrow it anytime.) Upon hearing this, Jess suggested, quite reasonably, that I go up there to stay with Scott for awhile, and even take Torie, leaving the house to him and Van while we’re gone. Now, he MAY be angling for the freedom of a toga and a keg o’ brewskies, but I don’t think so. It’s always been my desire to live by the sea, and Torie says she could use a change of scenery. So I’m actually going to talk to Scott about the possibility.
I guess I’m suddenly opened up to possibilities. Like I’ve emerged from the stench-ridden locker room, burst through the big “Go Kelly Go!” banner, and out onto the Football Field of Opportunity. I worked in the yard yesterday; it’s starting to shape up nicely. I dragged my papier mache bookcase out to finish it - it’s in the process of drying right now. I bought new eyeliner (brown velour). It’s a brand new world! kiss, everybody. xo
August 28th, 2006 07:13
FIRST!
August 28th, 2006 07:15
A change of place and environment does wonders. Sometimes, even the thought of a move dramatically changes how you feel.
I strongly support thee, Kelly.
August 28th, 2006 07:45
Thanks, Kanks… It’s been a long time since I did anything to change my environment (almost nine years since we moved here). All my work has been on my interior… but it MIGHT be time. To live by the sea would be absolute heaven. kiss! xo
August 28th, 2006 08:43
Possibilities… YAY!
Sometimes I feel so trapped and the thought of even a holiday makes me feel freer. If you can up sticks for a while and get some headspace, it can really help!
As long as you’re not running away. Because some things only give chase when you start to run…
:-)
August 28th, 2006 08:52
Kell, living by the ocean is most excellent. Having done it a few times myself, even being in the middle of the ocean is pretty cool.
I agree with Moons running away is not good, like she says some things chase and others are still there when you get back.
If you happen to be here on September 13 big 55% off everything sale.
Take care.
August 28th, 2006 09:06
Hello, Nines & Roddy…
You’re both right, of course. But this time, it doesn’t feel like running away - as everything here seems to be in order, finally - and it isn’t for a long while anyway. We wouldn’t even leave until next year, when Torie could start school there. We’re just thinking out loud.
But, I only have ONE life on this earth, and I want to be unstuck from the muck as much as possible, and free to move around as I feel I should… Living by the ocean has always been a dream of mine, and the thought that maybe it could be sooner rather than later is a little exciting to contemplate! And we have a great opportunity, with Scott already up there.
Nines! You’re finished with exams! Yay! xo
August 28th, 2006 09:17
Go Kelly Go!!! No, really, I’m totally rooting you on. I hope you do get to live by the sea, I feel like I’m as happy as I can be when I don’t have the ocean near-by. (Lake Michigan doesn’t count…plus it gets colder than hell there.) You are a cool chicky Kell. xo
August 28th, 2006 09:44
Actually running away isn’t such a bad idea if you think about it. Harry Potter, for example, ran away from the Dursleys in Prisoner of Azkaban, and he rather enjoyed it. I once ran away in the second grade, and was rewarded with candy from my great-grandmother. So if you like the sea, even if you are running away, it might still be a good idea. (Wherein good idea = free candy.)
August 28th, 2006 09:49
That sounds like running TOWARDS something, not running away. So that’s all good then.
Finished. For now…
Solid on-my-knees praying for the next 30 days. Don’t know what the hell I’ll do if I haven’t passed. It’d be damn unfair after all the work I did.
I’m seeing Fence tomorrow! Can’t WAIT!
August 28th, 2006 09:50
Wow, it totally sounds like possibilities are opening up. How exciting! Oh, and I would love to come by to see your new in-the-head brown velour couch. Would I get to stay awhile and chat?
August 28th, 2006 11:47
Brown Velour eh? Interesting, did you buy the eyeliner to match the mind-couch, or the other way round?
See how I focus on the important aspet of the post
But moving to live by the ocean sounds like a plan an a half. It is always nice to “beside the seaside” and even more so if you get to spend more time with Scott.
August 28th, 2006 15:46
Oooooooh, good motto!
I also dream of living by the sea, just imagine your long titian locks flowing behind you as you walk along the beach with your beloved…..
August 28th, 2006 21:12
I guess it’s a testament to the bad commenter I’ve become that I don’t recognize your site. The layout is so sparse and simple compared to your previous layout. Where did you put everything? My goodness.
Hello, Kelly.
August 29th, 2006 04:48
She’ll have to dye them back to red so Clare.