I'm happy to report that all went well. When I was younger, in my late teens and 20's, I was much more afraid to be the only one sleeping in a house. It's not that I was sleeping in unsafe places--no, they were perfectly nice houses in the suburbs, with several locks on every door.
I was not afraid sleeping in the open, as part of a backpacking trip. Of course, I never backpacked by myself.
Yesterday was a long, long work day--nothing bad, but lots of responsibilities in one day. I didn't have a chance to do grocery shopping, so this morning, I wondered if there were any bakeries nearby. Lo and behold, I found the Little River Brewing Company just a few miles away. It's a coffee roaster, a cafe, and an outdoor dining/concert space--I went to the Fretwell Street location.
I bought a health nut cookie, a pumpkin scone, and a molasses cookie, and I think the health nut cookie was my favorite. It had pumpkin seeds and nuts and dried fruit held together with gluten free flour. It didn't taste fatty, although it wasn't dry. It also wasn't sweet.
I am planning to go for a walk at 10 this morning--I can still do that and be to work by 11:45. What a revelation. I've done some poetry packet submitting. I want to make sure the closet is cleanish/dust free before moving the clothes I brought with me.
It's strange to look out the windows and see so many bare branches on the trees. Autumn is zooming by. We have a truck coming on Thursday to move the bigger items to our S'burg house. Two weeks from now, we have the last day of classes; when we come back from Thanksgiving, we have a reading day and go right into exams.
My spouse should be here soon, so let me go and make the house look less like a hurricane swept through.
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