Life is strange. It just is.
Had someone said to me this time last year that I would be where I am today, I would have scoffed and schnarkled at them and said they were daft.
This time last year I was preparing for another year of Thanksgayving (yes that is spelled correctly and a whole other story). Divorced for 4 years, living alone, and deciding where I was going to get the next rent check from. I wasn't unhappy about my singlehood or lack of stable income but from time-to-time, I worried.
I recall sitting on my friend's floral couch staring at the TV as I wondered who would be available to join me for the delicious meal I hosted annually. I was dog sitting during Thanksgayving for dear friends so I had their huge house to myself. Ironically, with all that space I only ever spent time in the den, kitchen, master bedroom, master bath and the patio. Hmmmm the back half of the house. Does that mean something? There were 5 other rooms I never really visited. Shelby didn't seem to care as long as she could jump up in my lap and have a cuddle.
Jump forward to November 2015.
I find myself in love with a married man, his wife is like a sister to me and we all live together while having a house built so we can live the polyamorous lifestyle we want.
Life is strange. It just is.
More idiosyncratic ramblings to come, stay tuned.
Hugs and tugs.
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