My room...

I've been considering, really really considering, my room lately. Since Charlie's departure, I have claimed this room as mine. Only mine. I enjoy the fact that I've decorated to my taste and continue to do so; my plants, my kids pics. When you have no room in your life for a later in life relationship, you really begin to appreciate all the blessings that have been there all along but you've been 'out of tune' with. Not that I have not appreciated my home since we moved in, I just appreciate it more, with Charlie gone.

I've realized with great relief and with great gratitude, that I am a 'clean' person. Not one for sludge and crap. I also have found that I am not one for picking up after another person. I so prefer when they pick up after themselves. The kids seemed to find that page, but not my roommate. He was, however, being 'retired,' good at working on his tan and taking care of the pool. Well, the pool seems to be taking care of itself, under Nick's watchful eye, without being full of chemicals. The Jersey way. Poison everything. The weeks, the grass in the lanai blocks, the vines, the pool. Crystal clear water that feels like a chemical bath...

My entry to this blog is not complaining and not judgemental. It is merely a 'purging' of all things NOT me. I think it's long overdue that I find out who Lynn is and welcome my comfort and my comfortable surroundings, and my very own little family. I thank God for my blessings each and every day. Thank you my Father. Thank you for keeping the 'trial' period short. Thank you for removing the scale off of my eyes.

My little anteroom, off my beautiful bedroom, is now my writing spot and a wonderful writing spot it is!! In moving from the dining room table to here, I am now facing our lush green yard full of deep shades of green of every hue. My view is the banana palms and the Sago palm and the Sweet potato vines and the trees, critters, my pool and my future plan of a hot tub just outside this door. First, I must figure out my screen system for these doors in order to bring the fall and winter in once the a/c goes off.

My room is my tranquil spot, my respite from the outside, my place of peace. It is the most beautiful room I've ever had, although every single one of my rooms throughout all these years, has been beautiful in their own right. I loved my first little attic apartment way back in '70, and have loved every space since. I've always been generous in sharing 'my space' with lovers, but once they left, it was back to mine. Husbands were a different story. They tended to not go away very easily, although I eventually managed to drive them all away in one form or another. Or is it that they managed to drive me away in one form or another????

In my room, there is a large tiled bathroom with two sinks and lots of cabinet space! There is a big tub in the 'water closet' portion of the bathroom. And, a fixed toilet. I imagine there is a problem with seating a toilet on 18'' tile flooring. I am working on my 'tropical' theme. And, everything is c l e a n. No sludge, no filth, no scale, no stuck shit in the toilet. Clean.

My walk in closet is the best. For the first time in my life, my clothes are neatly piled, hung and very accessible and easy to find. The closet is big enough to comfortably change in although that is no longer an issue for me.

I am determined to not see my blessings this time around. As time goes by and as I get older, everything will become more precious to me and everything that is not beneficial to me will fall by the wayside. I am thankful. My Abba blesses me.