Alone Again

Me, Myself & I

The other day I read an article from

the New York Times about living alone.

http://www.nytimes.com/2012/02/23/garden/the-freedom-and-perils-of-living-alone.html?pagewanted=3&_r=1&smid=FB-nytimes

And I realized I have had a parent,

sibling, roommate, husband or child

living with me for most of my life.  Maybe

that is why I love solitude ~ for about 3

days and why I don't know what to do

with myself after 3 days.

Every once in a while I go to New

Jersey and hang out with a cute

little black doggie.  I realized these

weeks of dog sitting are the longest

stretches of "alone time" that I've

had in my life.  This photo was taken

a few years ago, when both kids were

still at home, there were always kids

in and out of our house, the phone never

stopped ringing, etc.  And then, silence.

Well, maybe not silence, since I didn't know

how to be silent.  I talked to that poor

dog non-stop,  eventually she would get

up, look at me, I swear she rolled her

eyes, and would walk out of the room.

The last time I was in NJ I went out

with my old boyfriend, who has lived

alone his entire adult life.  I asked how

he dealt with eating, which is what I find

hardest to do alone.  He said, he rarely

sits down to eat, he just grabs something.

I can't do that, I still have to set the table

and light a candle. 

So this weekend, I'm going to be alone again.

Kate is at school, the guys are flying down to

South Carolina  and I'll be home ~ alone. 

 I like that I can stay up and work until all hours

and sleep half the day if I want, I can watch British

mysteries and not drive anyone else crazy, and

I'll be talking to my dog, but at least she is used

to me and acts like she is listening...

and it is only for 3 days.