The Last Day of The Old Life

The Long View - Dark
The Long View – Dark

52 weeks ago today – I came home from work at about 1230 and found Carlton very dead. Today, I came home to a new home. It was raining and I was driven home by a co-worker. Last year it was sunny and I walked. I was fine. I figure that I’ll be fine tomorrow too. Because – if Carlton thought for one minute that I was moping around – he would be off that autopsy table at Georgetown – and back here kicking my butt. Reminding me that “misery is optional”, telling me to make a “gratitude list”, saying “nobody is promised tomorrow – so get on with life”…

So – I am not miserable. Or even sad. I enjoyed being driven home. Had tomato soup and mac & cheese for lunch. Had a nice phone visit with a friend in Kona. Tried out the asylum pool. It is very large for this type building – maybe 25 meters. I swam laps for 15 minutes. Then tried out the jacuzzi. Came back to the apartment and read until going down for happy hour – beer and cheese and stuffed mushrooms for me. Decided that was dinner. I was about socialized out by then. Oatmeal up in the OBC sounded pretty good – and it was.

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The long view – Light

The Asylum hallways shout “little old lady”. But, I am where Carlton wanted me to be.

The rain is supposed to continue tomorrow – I’ll go to yoga or not – depending on the weather.

And on October 2, 2014 – Halloween Day 2 of 31, everything was just ducky with Mr C and me. And that I think is the lesson. Nobody is promised tomorrow. And, I am so glad and everything was rock solid between us. Nothing needed saying, no sins of omission or commission required amends. I have no regrets.

4 Replies to “The Last Day of The Old Life”

  1. Peg
    I was waiting for today’s post ! Knowing it was a year ago you lost your husband ! Your thoughts are point on and I am very happy your in a good place and frame of mind !
    Your “bat cave” is beautiful and hope you settle in
    Soon !!!
    Best
    Bob

    1. Thanks Bob – I got past the death anniversary date nicely. It helped a lot that I came home to a new place. That was part of my plan – to not have to walk that 1.8 miles to the old apartment on the first friday of October.

  2. Hi Peg,
    I too was waiting for today’s post. Have been following you and very impressed with attitude and progress. For not being in a program you sure are living one!!
    Like your new digs, people sound very nice and I hope SB is near by. Love having “The Dictionary” although it hasn’t been moved from It’s original arrival location. I see it everyday and it has great memories for me.
    Will be keeping my eye out for news of Hawaii ticket purchase😀

  3. Hi Vicki –

    You know Carlton, he would so kick my butt if I were to sad-ass around. And, fortunately, there is a Starbucks – not down in the lobby – but in the stripmall. And, from the clientele, it might as well be in downtown Kabul… which is pretty cool. (The Asylum coffee isn’t worth drinking. It is a warm brown liquid – not coffee.)

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