Thursday, April 7, 2016

Chapter 42...The Silver Lining

They say God only gives you what you can handle.

I feel like he has given me A LOT over these past years.

Today though, everything seemed to start to fall into place.

I met with an employment agency and they are super excited that I walked into their office.
I know how this works, employers pay them to find candidates and then they get paid on placement and based on how much money the candidate get offered.
I have never met two more excited women.
We spoke for about a half an hour about what my career goals will be. They told me that just based off my resume, I am a very seasoned human resource candidate.
That is exactly what I needed to hear. Somebody thinks I can do more than bag groceries!! And now I have these two women searching for a job FOR ME!
I feel like a life raft was just tossed my way.

Second, Seth and I have started to look at houses. We have decided on the next town over. The town he grew up in.
The funny thing about this is I thought he didn't want to live in Somertown. When he started looking at houses in Somertown I said to him, "I'm confused, I thought you were against living in Somertown?"
He replied, "No, I would love to live in Somertown. that's where my whole family is! I thought YOU didn't want to live in Somertown because it's TOO close to my entire family."
We laughed and each of us said we had no objections with living in Somertown. So we started the search.
I contacted two realtors today and we have a meeting set up  tomorrow with one of them. We did a drive by of two houses and I actually kind of fell in love with one of them.
It's a bit of a fixer upper but it just calls to me. It's weird, I know. But I can't get it out of my head! Is this love at first sight??
I can actually see Seth and I sitting on the deck watching the sunset over the water. (Yes it overlooks a river!)
On Sunday Seth and I went out for lunch. It seems to be our new Sunday tradition. We went to a seafood restaurant and enjoyed some really good (but oh o bad) food. We started with Jalepeno poppers, a stuffed quahog, and a cup of clam chowder. Seth ordered a chourico sandwich with fries, I got eggplant Parmesan with linguine.
That was WAY too much food but it was soul food. Feeding our souls so we can last one more week!
At the end of lunch I hadn't touch my linguine with sauce. They had served that on  separate plate. All I had room for was the delicious eggplant. I didn't want to take it home either, I knew it would never get eaten. I felt a little guilty for wasting the food but either way it was going  to get wasted.
As we were getting up Seth says to me as he's looking out the window, "Is that a homeless guy??"
I stand up and look to where he is pointing and see a man sitting down on a piece of wood. He's very disheveled and looks down on his luck. I say "Yea, I think  it is."
Seth usually comes up with some sarcastic comment or another and makes an ass of himself but all he says is, "It's supposed to snow later I hope he stays warm."
I cock my head to the side intrigued by this new Seth. I say "Do you want to give him my leftover pasta? I
I'm not taking it?"
He looks at me like he's going to say no but then surprises me, "Yea, I think I will."
He calls the waitress over and asks for a to go box and some plastic ware. He says "Can't make the guy eat it with his fingers!"
He asks the waitress, "Do you know about that guy? Is he homeless?"
The waitress says "yea he's there every now and again"
Seth then tells her we're going to give you leftovers to him. The waitresses oh and ah and compliment how nice that is. Seth eats it up. I simply smile.
When we get outside Seth says, "Sorry, I took all the credit for your idea. They're probably in there talking about how great a guy I am right now"
I smile at him and say, "I don't mind my love. As long as the guy gets something in his belly."
We get over to the guy, I stand back as Seth approaches. I want him to do this all on his own. I want him to feel how good it feels to help people who are down on their luck.
Seth asks the guy, "Hey we saw you sitting over here and weren't going to take out leftovers. Thought we'd offer it to you. Would you like some pasta?"
The guys eyes light up, "Sure! That's awfully kind of you! Say, does it have sauce on it!?"
Seth laughs,"Yea, it has sauce on it. Hey, enjoy and keep warm tonight!!"
The guy says, "Thanks a bunch. Have a great day!"
We walk away.
Seth grabs my hand and gives me a kiss on the cheek. He turns to me and says, "I never in a  million years would ave done that. You make me a better person"
And that's why I married this man.

For the first time in a long time the future is starting to look bright!.
I'm excited.


Friday, April 1, 2016

Chapter 41... loneliness



It's been 99 days since I last had a drink.

My great Aunt Betty passed away on the 10th.
I hadn't seen her in ages. She was 90 years old
.
This got me thinking about the past. About my grandmother, her sister.
It brought back some fond memories but also some not so fond memories.
I thought of when she passed away, how I was feeling then.
The people I had in my life then.
The people that are in my life now.
I have come a far way.

Death always gets me feeling a bit lonely.
I'm sure death doesn't make anyone warm and fuzzy on the inside but it really scares me.
When I think about growing old, with my husband... I always think...who's going to be there?
Sure I have my brother and sisters. I have my parents, now.

Seth always says, "the girls will be there for you."
But I'm afraid that they won't.
Seth always jokes that he'll be the first to go and I'll find someone else.

I don't think it's funny. Statistically he will be the first to go.

The future I have chosen is a very lonely one. It's like I'm destined to be alone.
I have done a fine job of pushing everyone away.
I don't have very many close friends, asides from Alice.

Clearly I don't do very well on my own.
The thought is terrifying.
I can't stop my mind from creating these stories when we are out and I see an elderly person all alone. My heart aches for them. I don't even know if they really are sad or alone, it just happens.
I picture myself as them, going through the motions at the supermarket or at a restaurant.
All alone.
I don't like cats so I can't be a cat lady.
Dogs, I'm sure I'll have several of those.
The girls, will they come visit me? After their father is gone?
Will I be grandma to their children? After their father is gone?
What will I be?

It's hard to say, especially when I don't even know what I am now.