Wednesday, December 15, 2010
See the half moon in the sky?
Living alone is a self-indulgent luxury, it really is. Here in the chateau, my little nest, I live exactly as I want to. I don't have to negotiate with anyone about where to set the thermostat. (In the house on Tennessee Avenue we played thermostat wars: summer and winter, I turned the temp down, the housemates turned it up. Back and forth, back and forth.)
Here in my nest I am never forced to listen to TV. I don't own a TV - free at last from the commercials but especially from the talking heads my ex housemates are so fond of. I don't have to maneuver for position in the kitchen first thing in the morning when I Really Need My Coffee. I'm telling you, I'm spoiled rotten here.
The chateau is a refuge of cool peace and beauty, within which I never have to butt heads about any small domestic issue, not ever. Maybe that's why I've been much more generous in the realm of socializing this holiday season than I have been in the past. I've been eating, drinking, and making merry almost every night of the week, allowing myself to stretch far beyond my introverted nature as I interact like crazy with individuals and crowds of people. I know that when I come home, all will be exactly as I left it, that in the restorative quiet of the chateau, I'll have the luxury of integrating all the sensory input at my leisure.
I am very lucky and very happy. Loving the holidays this year. Cheers!
Oh yeah, it's the Matchbox bar. Again. Yep.