Fresh Coat

[talyen]

I got home from work yesterday, and my house is now yellow. Okay, officially "khaki" but it's distinctly yellow. Today they should finish the rest of the body, and maybe start the trim, which is an earthy red color. It feels odd to go suddenly from living in a pale green house with barely darker green trim to a much brighter color. I can't wait to see it when the trim is finished. Seeing as my living room walls are yellow, I am totally okay with the new color, but I have never lived in a bright house before now.

The painters put plastic up over the windows and doors while they were spraying. Since they didn't finish the back of the house yet, the plastic was still up, and I was unable to get out the back door, where my dog's line is located. This became much more important at 5:30am this morning. That's because last night between 6:30pm and 11pm, she ate an entire cob of corn, including most of the greens. The front door option this morning was not optimal.

Catherine has a race this weekend, Dances With Dirt. It's a combination of orienteering and running with teams of 5 people running 60 miles of trails. Some of my other friends have run this race, and 3 out of 4 of them no longer run. That's not going to happen to Catherine. I hope she doesn't get lost. I hope I can come along.

Because of the race, I again can't make the monthly meeting of the single lesbian social club I started. And no one has volunteered to run it for me. That, plus the low number of women attending those gatherings, has made me more sure about stopping doing at least the monthly meetings (for now). I will plan a house party for some holidays, like Halloween and maybe Solstice, and if people keep coming to those, and hold others of their own, then I guess the group is still needed. If not, I'm okay with dropping it - apparently, women have many resources now that they didn't have when I started the group. I can name 4 more groups that started after mine, just in this area. Anyway, I'm sad but also relieved not to have the responsibility.

Now I have a couple more things to take care of in my personal life: getting a different therapist, and getting a bit more comfortable with living in the moment. Hmmm.

Comments

[nubianamy.livejournal.com]

Okay, wait - why do you need a different therapist?

[talyen.livejournal.com]

My old therapist made me feel like a paycheck. I never felt a connection with her, like I could talk with her and really tell her anything and everything about whatever I need to talk about. She ever suggested that the fact that my current relationship is with a woman is why I may be waffling about getting pregnant!