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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Oh Sweet Relief... please...


I'm going away today.  All by myself.  For SIX whole days.  And if I wasn't so goddam exhausted, I'd be thrilled.  I love my husband with all of my heart, and I'd be lost without him (I wouldn't even BE without him... no foolin'), but he sure is social, and he sure does love to be surrounded by friends and family, pretty much all the time.  And I sure don't.

Don't get me wrong -  I don't mean for that to sound harsh or callous - I love my family and friends (almost) as much as I love Matt, and I love to have them around me and share some great times, good laughs, and enriching conversation.  Hell, I even love a good argument with them every once in a while.  But when it all boils down to it, I live almost exclusively in my head, and I'm a bit of a loner... ok, a loner, and I am long overdue for some serious relaxing, all-alone 'me' time.  Coupled with a desperate need for sleep, this lack of 'me' time is almost pushing me over my limit.

So today I am going to Farmsville (i.e. Warkworth) to spend six blissful days doing some contemplative soul-searching, a whole lot of reading, a whole lot of writing, and (hopefully) a whole lot of sleeping.  I need a chance to get my life back on track, so I am taking it.  I haven't had much of a chance to just think, all by myself; to puzzle and ponder about life's ups and downs, and to reflect on why things are the way things are since I lost someone so very near and dear to me.  

The last time I went to Farmsville alone, at the beginning of April, I spent a few days with this someone and his lovely lady at their place, and on the first night, after his lovely lady had gone to bed, me and this someone spent many hours in each others' company, just the two of us.  We laughed, we cried... we talked and talked and talked some more.  We told each other things we had never told each other before.  We got real drunk and silly and watched the sun come up together.  We told each other that we would be sure to do this 'next time,' only next time never came.  I'm really going to miss it this time around, but I sure am glad I got the chance to do that when I did. 

This time, I'm still going to stay at this certain someone's place for a night or two, and I'm still going to laugh and cry and get real drunk and silly and watch the sun come up... and I'm still gonna talk and talk and talk to him some more... but this time, all he has to do is listen... 


So, off I go.  Wish me luck, and sweet dreams.  

Of course, life is all about balance, so I most certainly will be doing my share of socializing, visiting with people I don't get to see very often, laughing, and partying (and drinking), and as I said before, I DO love my friends and family immensely - so if you are one of those friends and/or family and you live in the Trent Hills area of course I want to see you while I am there, so please drop in for a visit (I don't drive, or I would come and see you... ha ha).

However, you might want to call first... If I am sleeping after going so long without, and you wake me up, I will probably have to break your legs... just sayin'... 

I will do my best to 'blog' and whatnot while I am up there, but in Farmsville they only have dial-up internet, which makes me want to scratch my eyes out with frustration, so don't expect anything too monumental while I am away.  I'll try though... and if I can't manage it, I will have a whole saga to share with you all when I return.  

Until we meet again, 'Keep fit, and have fun!'

Over and out.

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