When folks (hippies and such) were heading off to communal lifestyles, either religious or experimental in nature, I was busy working and raising four kids, mostly single-handedly. The thought of living with even more humans than I already did, did not appeal to me. In a lot of ways it still doesn't.
However, when you find yourself located in a place where very few people share your beliefs or outlook or politics, the idea of moving somewhere where people do doesn't sound so bad after all.
If you know me, you're laughing at the thought that I could dwell communally with anybody. Both my husbands and all my children couldn't wait to get away, most of them did visit occasionally, even the husbands. In fact, when down on his luck, the first one moved in for a couple of months and everybody knows that for many years PW came over on Saturdays to do his laundry and take us all out to eat.
The downside of this plan is that those places I'd hanker to camp out at seem to be a very long way and in very opposite directions from the family that I care about and want to see when they're willing.
So, I'm probably not heading off. It just sounds like it would be a pleasant way to while away the remaining years. Oh, and I can't afford it anyway. One of the coolest things about not living any more must be not worrying about finances.
How's this for a happy holiday blog? Well, if you know me (or knew my equally dour Dad) you know that while the Christ part of Christmas brings me incredible joy and hope ... the Merry part often eludes me all together. I believe it does have something to do with lack of sunshine, long nights and cold weather.
I pretty much feel that way about New Year's Eve too. Good thing I have a fancy schmancy dressy party weekend coming up. You know, something else to shop for :)
Bah what?
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
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