Today an amazing thing happened: The sun actually peaked through the clouds.
Yeah, we had about 10 minutes of sporadic sunshine. The first in over a week.
It’s been raining so much, and so hard, that they’ve declared an emergency out in Mat-Su, where David and Jonnie, my doggie sitters live (hope their house didn’t get swept away because then, who would watch The Beebs?).
Here in Anchorage it’s been rain, and high winds, followed by more rain, and more high winds.
Today it finally stopped raining and I hit the trails for 11 glorious miles. Oh-oh-oh! There were some puddles, and some puddles-so-large-they-were-almost-lakes, but I didn’t care. Because I was running! And it wasn’t raining! And the trails were wet but not soggy!
I’ve been in a slump. I have all this book publicity stuff I’m supposed to be doing and instead I’m sitting around my apartment obsessing over stupid things: If I should move in with MM when I come back from my residency. If that groaning noise in my car I’ve been trying to muffle with the radio is serious. If the burning on my ankle is caused by my new running shoes rubbing (most likely) or something worse, like cancer of the ankle bone.
Anyway, here is a pic of my apartment. Isn’t it cozy? It’s kind of a writer’s dream. Small, with a deck and fireplace: Ahhhhh! (MM has neither a deck nor a fireplace, sigh, sigh, but I suppose sooner or later it comes to this, eh?)
Anyway, if anyone has any advice/tips on how to give up one’s independence and move in with a man, I’d love to hear it. It’s a terrifying prospect. While I’ve had some pretty serious relationships, I haven’t actually lived with a man since my son’s father. And that was a huge mess I’d rather repeat. Thanks!
Monday: Elliptical and weights
Tuesday: 6.5 miles speedwork, treadmill
Wednesday: 8.5 miles, treadmill (while watching “House Hunters”)
Thursday: 5.20 miles, mountain trails (like running through a shallow creek)
Friday: Elliptical, bike and weights
Saturday: 11 miles, trails
Sunday: Well, it’s not Sunday yet but I have 12-15 miles planned
I stayed up all night earlier this week finishing “The Help.” What a great book. The ending was a bit unrealistic but still, it was a good read.
Presently reading: “Parched” by Heather King
4 thoughts on “Like, ten minutes of sunshine”
Good luck with that decision. I have no good advice, sorry.
Hope you get some more sunshine and great runs. I will miss your pics if you don't!
Once you find the right man, it won't feel like giving up your independence. To me, it feels more like gaining a permanent hangout buddy.
Wait, do you EVER take days off?
Okay so this is unconventional, but my husband and I have two houses. It's not for independence reasons but I am the most independent person on the planet. Instead it is because we had two houses when we met and mine is currently underwater (not literally). I don't want to take a huge loss. So we manage. We go back and forth, and sometimes we just need our alone time, me to write, him to putter around. While it would be nice to live together I am finding it is actually quite nice. Works for us, anyway. I wouldn't be in a big hurry if I were you. Everyone does not have to be traditional.
I've read both of those books.
The only man I lived with was my husband and we moved in together after about 2 months (i was 29). Almost 7 years of living together has worked out pretty well. I found it was important to still do our own thing. I run, go to races, go to book club etc.. he goes hunting, goes fishing, plays poker etc…