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I didn't get to see my daughter last Saturday. She wasn't feeling good. So, in literally sub-zero temperatures I walked the 1 1/2 miles to the library to get online. I was glad to do it.
As I wrote in the Forums, I truly thought for a few moments yesterday that my life was in serious danger. I must admit I'm a bit shy about taking the train back to school today.
I have all the authors lined up to contribute to my second book. It'll be called, once again, The Jazz Age, and I'm the editor and chief contributor. Plus, with that editing gig to start in another month, I might finally be able to get out on my own.
I think that's what has me so depressed these days. While I'm keeping busy, and having a good time at this new school, it's this loss of freedom that has me down. I've long accepted that my marriage is over. Maybe if I had my own place to go to at the end of the day I'd feel better instead of heading back to my folks' house.
On a funny note, and this was also in the Forums, a high school boy saw me fully dressed the other day. My folks and nephew went out for the afternoon. I jumped into my clothes, wig, fake boobs, makeup, etc., and was cooking a delicious chicken and vegetable dinner (recipe upon request). I'm sitting there in the kitchen, the Daytona 500 is on, the oldies station is playing, having a glass of wine, and suddenly I see this kid looking in the kitchen window at me. He was there to see my nephew. I opened the door for him, too. Oh, dear......I can't stop laughing over it.
