Isle of Remote

I went home for Easter and it was fun. A full house. My uncle, “stepbrother” and his daughter. It’s strange that my mom’s house is that big for all of us. Aren’t parents supposed to downsize as they get older? At this rate, my mom will be living in a mansion at age 80.

The weather has been rough on the Isle this month. Lots of changes. Old friends have returned and new ones have dropped off the map. It’s hard to keep up. My friend (the one who married the guy I don’t like) has been calling regularly. I think she is very depressed. They have moved to a remote area and I think she’s having trouble making friends.

From what I can gather from our conversations, he doesn’t want to really spend time with her, but he doesn’t want her to spend time with her friends either. Plus he’s out of work and is just lazing around, putting applications in online. No networking, no pavement pounding. No taking jobs he considers beneath him. And he’s been out of work for nearly a year.

So I think her depression has grown to the point that she doesn’t quite know what to do with herself. She’s talking about coming to visit me, but we’ll see if that actually happens.

I’ve been doing a lot of writing and a lot of reading about writing. I’ve got an idea for a novel that I’m fleshing out but I don’t know quite how to go about making it happen.

Yikes, my lunch hour is nearly over - I better run. Talk atcha later!

It’s Sunday afternoon and I don’t want to do anything. Consequently, I’m bored. Bored, bored, bored. Don’t wanna read. Don’t wanna watch TV. Don’t wanna do anything craftsy. So here I am writing about my bored-edness on my blog.

Finally figured out how to get the new comments accepted. I had done it once, then completely forgot about how to do it. Well, that’s not totally true - I completely forgot I had to accept comments and then I forgot how to do it.

Things have been settling down for me this week. I guess my brain just needs to catch up. I’m looking forward to Easter and visiting my mom. Hoping to get a lot of rest in during that time too.

I’ve been practicing my knitting and I’m getting quite good. I’m going to start on a lace project in a couple of weeks if I can find the right yarn. Other than that I’ve just been cocooning in the house and eating a lot of junk food. Bad Abbie!

Anyway, just thought I’d touch base and try to get back in the habit of writing regularly again. Now I think I’ll go out and enjoy some of that spring weather.

I’m still tired and cranky. I’m seeing a therapist now so maybe that will improve in the future. We have been talking about my relationship with my father. I don’t want to talk about my relationship with my father. It’s taken me nearly twenty years to come to terms with who he is and how he has impacted my life and my relationships and to forgive him for not being there when I needed him. Do I really need to hash this out again?

I recognize that this is a difficult relationship for me to overcome and I know that I have erected a barrier to prevent him from hurting me again. But haven’t I gotten to the best place I can be considering the circumstances?

I’m looking for a new job and have some good prospects to follow up on. Maybe what I need is a whole new atmosphere. I’m still thinking on places to live out of state. Georgia, Tennessee, Pennsylvania, New York, New Mexico and North Carolina are my top picks.