I am working on a post that is a reply to a question by DragonflyMama, but I’m just. not. pleased. with. it. yet.
So I will not be posting it until it says what is true.
The parents have left town, taking the niece with them. They are making their yearly trip to take her to see her under-involved father. The good news is, I have the house to myself, and it feels like I’m freeeeeeeeeeeee!
I have realized, since they’ve been gone, that I get stuck in a rut with my family around, and I have a hard time doing what I want to do to get on the track I want to be on (i.e. job hunt, studying for my test, moving OUT). Like quicksand it is, living there, sometimes.
So, their little trip comes at a good time. This weekend, I’m probably going to visit some friends I haven’t seen in a few years, so that will be fun, too, and then I’ll still have a couple of days of the lovely alone when I get back.
In the meantime, I have been plowing through my own stuff, doing some hard emotional labor, and making some interesting realizations about my own (and my family’s) dysfunction. I’ll talk about that when it’s more coherent.
X is still nucking-futs. Looks like he’s willing to go down with the ship as long as he thinks it will hurt me. I guess. Who knows, really? People have asked me why he’s doing certain things. The good news is I don’t have to answer for him anymore. As if I ever did, really.