You Don't Need to Worry 'Bout Me

Sorry.  I was just channeling Peter Scolari for a moment there.  Odd, thing really.  I haven't thought about doing the drag thing for years.  But I digress....

I am doing okay.  I miss my kids.  I miss Wife.  But I am getting used to the quiet.  It forces me to occupy myself.  That could be smoking pot and hanging out in fron of the tv.  But it hasn't.  I'm getting work done.  I'm keeping my own house.

It wasn't my choice.  But it hasn't been life-ending, either. 

Which is good, because it's been fucking cold!  Sub-zero wind chills mean something when you're right on the Lake and those winds have raced hundreds (if not thousands) of miles with nothing to break them.  I started to go down the street to get a loaf of bread and the wind gave me angina.  I gave up after half a block.

At the moment, it isn't necessarily a bad thing not to have any place to go.