Getting Settled


We’ve been in the new place about a month now.  Our neighbors are all very friendly, and don’t seem to mind the yipping dogs too much. Walking the dogs around the neighborhood, I’m learning my way around.  I know where to shop and what shops I can walk to.  It’s starting to feel like home.

Numerous decisions await us:  stand up board (SUB) or kayak?  And where to take a little weekend away?  And do we put in a Zen garden? or grass?  Where will Son live?  Can he stay sober?  But that’s not living in the moment, is it?  It’s easy to fall into old habits, though Husband and I are trying not to.  We are trying to be more social, and trying new things, like going out to a club, or eating Thai (or some other equally exotic food).  We’re starting to push each other a little more out of our comfort zone.  Husband says buying the kayak/SUB feels so selfish.  I think that’s a good thing.  He’s never expressed feeling selfish before, though he (and I) deny him nothing.paddle board

It’s so easy to fall back into old ways of thinking, but I am still able to pull myself out.  I haven’t decided on visiting a Buddhist temple/center to visit yet, so I’m feeling less centered.  I wanted to talk to our neighbor, who is also interested in Buddhism, maybe he’d recommend one?  Meanwhile, I have postponed setting up doctor visits and I have been without some of my meds for weeks, and will be out of my antidepressants soon. I can’t let myself postpone these appointments any more.  I don’t know what would happen without my antidepressants, and I’m not keen to find out.

Doobie
Doobie

Our house abuts a community garden, which we thought would be a good thing.  We figured that with all that huge garden, nothing was going to bother our little garden.  We were wrong.  We’ve seen so far, two huge racoons, countless squirrels, rabbits, hawks, and one skunk.  Our dog Doobie discovered the skunk.  Whew!  What a smell.  A cross between burned hair and boiled peanuts.  Something the poor dog got so close the fur on his face was green.  We’d gone through it with our last dog, and that was the middle of the night, we let the dog in and he brought the stench with him.  Right onto our bed!  At least this time we were able to easily bathe the little dope and cover him in a mixture of vinegar and baking soda.  Also have dishes of vinegar in each room, and burned scented candles all afternoon.  My eyes still burn.

5 thoughts on “Getting Settled

  1. What a joy and privilege to have shared in some small way in your journey from “sometimes despair” to a new and joyous life! I am blessed to know you and have you as a friend. (Now, get all the “doctor stuff” and meds taken care of! Ya hear?! ) 😛

  2. Quite the adventures in your new place already! It’s so admirable that you are trying to be more social and pushing yourself out of your comfort zone. It’s so easy to fall back on routines and old ways. Yay, you! Good luck with the stench. 🙂

  3. I just mention as I happened to click here again while checking that I visited (besides I need better organizing) that I get more spiritual grounding online these days than at services and fellowship… the online blogging and youtubes and articles are rich.
    I do of course maintain ties at my brick-n-mortar church.
    Hope all keeps working out nicely for you.
    ~ Eric
    PS being a country child as I was I appreciate skunk smell – but not on pets and clothing or in the yard.

  4. You are working so hard to keep yourself on the path you want to be on, Kudos to you both. It seems like moving may have been a good time to decide to shake things up a bit…because even though you have old habits, so many things are new. Thai food and stand up boards…very cool.

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