Change of address.

A surge of excitement and independence runs through me like a shot of whiskey as I sit on my front porch. Its the feeling you have when you just got a new hair cut or hair color and you feel brave and new and a little apprehensive but your confidence takes over and you adapt to a new you. The excitement last for a couple of weeks (at least for me, as I only change my hair every few years). Anyway, what I am trying to explain is the feeling of living alone in my own place. It has been anything but lonely which has actually surprised me a bit. How much I enjoy being alone. Granted I have never really thought of myself as a lonely or bored person, on a scale from one to 10 - 1 being the extreme introvert who has anxiety being around people, ever and 10 being a person who is never alone and doesn't know what to do with themselves when they are...I would say I am a solid 4.5. I think. I am also very indesive which has made decorating....mmm, fun. We will just say I have used a lot of patch and paint. I have made mistakes here and there and it't not perfect, but it's because I did it. And of course with some help from my family and friends I am feeling settled and loving this new chapter.