Settling in…


…to a new life is really hard. I find myself really missing my condo and living with my son. It’s been 7 months and you’d think I’d be used to it already. lol Well, 7 months since I got my own place anyway… I did spend that year homeless. Ick. I hate thinking about it. I’m just glad I made it through with the help of my friends.

Idk, it’s just weird. I think it’s all part of just settling in. Coco has settled quite nicely. I know she is glad there is no more moving and she has more than one small room to live in. lol

Coco windowsill Ansonia

It actually makes sense because I lived with my son all his life up until he turned 28. I was always busy, either carting him around when he was younger, working (or both) or whatever but I was always busy.

Looks like it’s time to become busy again. I think I know what I am going to do so while I am thinking of it, I am going to do it.

Until next time… Blessed Be… Saila