Lists

Anyone keep lists? I am very much a lister. I love making lists...to-dos, wants, etc. Around here, I am not the only one. D likes lists too. In fact he texted me yesterday while I was at work to start making a list of all the trees I want to plant, as well as fruit bushes and vines. I think I'm going to like it here! I am a homesteader at heart, and I have found myself living with others of similar bent. This is a request I will gladly fulfill. :)

D's daughter, who I will call "Teenager" is here now sleeping in the pink room next to my room. It feels somewhat like a college dormitory up here now but she seems very nice and friendly.

Last night we had storms, lots of rain again. The yard needs it so I'm not complaining at all but it was hot and humid up here in the room. Now, the windows are open and a cooler breeze is coming through so it's not bad. As I look at the off white/yellowish walls I am considering the possibilities of painting some of them with murals...or just being really artistic with the walls. I can feel my creativity start to soar.... :)

I took a few pictures of my new digs this morning...well, the digs outside that is. There are a few flowers and trees to share.

This is a pretty dwarf Siberian iris, it needs to be badly divided which I will do after it blooms.

These are the only two plants I rescued with me when I left the x....my grandfather started these from seeds, and I've been growing them ever since, for years. Once is a saguaro and the other is a fish hook cactus.

My chocolate cherry tomato. Because i am not willing to eat store bought tomatoes fresh. I can hand water one well enough.

There are two types of bearded iris growing here along the house. This is a pretty blue one.

A pretty yellow bearded iris.

This is a large flowering mulberry tree. It's huge. D wants to cut it down.

This is the other large tree on the property. I'm not sure what it is.

Leaves of the large mystery tree.

One of the hanging baskets S bought. Isn't this petunia so pretty?

The other hanging basket S bought. I love the yellow and black petunia combo. How fun!

 

Well I better go get started on my list of tree wants! :)

Summer Guest

Getting ready to welcome D's daughter for the summer. She's 14 and will be sharing the upstairs with me for a couple of months. It will be tight quarters for a bit but I can survive a couple months of teenage girl angst I think.

I'm doing OK lately myself. I have my bills and finances in order now and should be able to start saving up and enjoying life a bit. I know I'm going to be OK after all.

The x kept trying to call me while at work last night, leaving not so nice messages on the phone. DEMANDING that I respond and do as he says. I ignore him. That sends him into yet another fit of rage followed by more messages. His rent is due....rent that I've been the one paying while we were together along with all the other bills. He doesn't work...refuses to work thinking the world OWES HIM. Unfortunately, he knows where I live now. He made that clear in his messages as the post office sent him my new address in confirmation when I had it changed. I wish they hadn't done that.

"I know where you live."

All I want is for him to be out of my life forever, to never see him or hear that voice of his ever again. Restraining order time. Maybe he will get the hint then.

On another note, I am somewhat of a plant nerd...as in I love to grow things. Doesn't really matter WHAT. So I was missing all my houseplants and the garden I had to abandon. I splurged and bought a couple starter plants to make me feel more at home here: Houseplants are healthy...they give you a sense of peace and relieve stress as well as clean the air. I'd like to perhaps get a small aquarium up here so that I can use the fish water as houseplant water and give me a pet to tend to as well since I cannot have other kinds of pets here. Goldfish have been ok'd. I've never been without a pet of some kind to tend to. But all in due time...

Philodendron "Brazil"

Croton "Luna"

I know the walls look icky...I will paint them eventually when time and money allow. And as  you can see, I'm pretty much still living out of boxes and suitcases. But that's OK...because I am free. :)

Making a Sock in an Empty Room.

Its warm, almost unbearably so in this small attic room. A small sock loom rests in my lap, a ball of yarn has rolled somewhere to the left of me off the inflatable queen size bed. Around me, a few moths flutter by, and cardboard boxes wait to be unpacked, stacked around the room. A window is open and I can hear frogs singing in the night and the occasional vehicle pass in the road. For now, this is my new home. It may only be temporary but it's a place of safety where I can steady my self and get back on my feet after 10 years of marrying the wrong type of person. Down stairs, two other people dwell, they were so kind to give me this refuge, this place to stay and live asking for nothing in return at the moment, only that I get my feet under me and then I can contribute once I have my life under control. In this blog I will call them D and S.

So I thought I would blog this new start. I know blogs by now are "old news" and it's unlikely anyone will chose to follow my story. And that's OK. It's mainly for me anyway. I don't want to rehash the yesterdays, I only want to record the now and the future which is gaping in front of me with possibilities.

This is my new life, and I can shape it into anything I want to now. Life awaits me, and though there may be some bumps in the road, I can tell you this: I know I can survive just about anything. If nothing else comes out of my past that is worthy, at least I know that short of death itself, nothing can destroy my spirit. That, and knowing that I am truly blessed with good people in my life. When friends came and offered their hearts, homes, and helping hands when I needed it most, I knew I was blessed. Despite everything, I am a very rich person......

That being said, if you do want to follow, be my guest. I always like making new friends. I have no idea really where this blog will go or what voice it will develop, much like my life right now. It's an open book with plenty of blank pages to fill.