Meet The Parents

I met his parents tonight. it was just fine and dandy, for real. They are hometown, homespun, normal folk. just like their son. we ate mexican food and talked a bit and laughed a bit and at the end it was just fine.

I’m home in my space tonight. I’ve not been here since Friday night. The weather change, (it’s cold and damp and overcast and fall-ish) has kicked in my nesting instincts, but THIS is where I nest. Not there. Not yet.

We had more conversations about housing and buying and building and money and debt and the future…lot’s of stuff covered. . . I’m tired.

it’s a lot.
I’m still in. all in. but it’s a lot. so I’m thankful for my bed with my cats and my computer and my crockpot full of ham and beans and the cornbread I’m making for dinner tomorrow…all of that good good good.

Keep sending love to Kizz. Life has changed, she’s a member of the club now, and we all know it sucks.

I’m out. happy sleepin’