So, mom flew back last night. I think if I look at my entire life, I've only slept alone in an otherwise empty house maybe five times. By the end of the week, I will have broken my record for number of consecutive days living alone.
I hardly slept at all last night. I have a job interview this morning, so hopefully I won't be yawning and such. But it's not going to be easy.
The "celebration of life" event went well. People took lots of vials of KJ's ashes. I'm going to start a log of where/when people release the ashes, so I can track how many cool places she's been scattered. One couple in particular often travels to other countries, so I can't wait to see what they do with her.
One of the cats, Quinn, is really starting to get on my nerves. She was KJ's cat, and she's having difficulty adjusting. She drools on me while I'm trying to sleep, and she jumps on my keyboard while I'm typing.
There are a few things I'm looking forward to. I was getting a little too comfortable with mom here. It's like I was putting off facing my grief, and postponing getting any actual work done. Last night after I got home from the airport, I did a lot of little things around the house, accomplishing more in two hours than I've been getting done in a week.
Hopefully I'll be able to keep up that energy. I have a lot of plans for decorating the house, starting with my D&D room in the basement. Dare I say, it's going to be fun to decorate.
In fact, there's so much I want to do it's going to be hard staying focused. I can't wait for that challenge.
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