I'm back

I think I had my best night of sleep last night since about a week ago. Finally back in my own bed. Even though the hotel I stayed in had fancy Tempur-pedic mattresses, I didn't sleep very well while I was in Portland. Lots of tossing and turning. It was also pretty lonely. My first night alone after David left I just went to the grocery store and bought some food rather than going out to eat by myself. I know...I should be strong enough to eat out by myself. For the most part, I am strong enough. But after you have a full day of eating every other meal by yourself, you really don't feel like eating one more meal in a restaurant, sitting alone. So, I kept the TV company (rather, the TV kept me company).

Today I'm back to the world of routine and work. This is not a bad thing. I like routine. Usually routine makes me feel balanced and steady and stable. I know what is expected of me, and I can deliver. I know that I have to take Maggie out for her walk every morning. I know the bus schedule so I can catch the appropriate bus. I know I've got to figure out what we are going to eat for dinner tonight. These things are good because they remind me that I've got responsibilities and they allow me focus on other things. I know I've got a good 20 minutes on the bus everyday to read my current book, or sit and think, and having that time helps me to maintain some sanity.