|Fading Light at Folly Beach|
Since moving back in May, I have been through two tropical storms (Bonnie and Hermine) and a Category 1 Hurricane (Hello, Matthew). It's been naked hot and I have sweated far more than I would care to admit. I miss the cooler temperatures of the Pacific Northwest all of the time, but especially at night. My electric bill is RIDICULOUS, to say the least.
I have gotten to catch up with some family and friends since my return, but not nearly as much as I would like. I've seen good things happen for me at work, but the reality is my pay went down drastically and my monthly expenses went up. This was not something I could've ever predicted and it has made it all the more challenging to settle in.
I had a new roommate for a short period of time, and this experience was a great opportunity to learn so much about myself. It made me realize that at the not-so-tender age of thirty-seven, I have rooted into my rhythms and habits - some good, some not-so-good; and though I love the idea of sharing my time and space with others, I just haven't quite figured out how to keep the balance of it all yet. Maybe that will change someday and I'll learn more about the whole "sharing is caring" business; or maybe I'll just turn into a grumpy ol' woman.
I'm hoping for good things as 2017 nears its arrival. So far, there do seem to be good changes on the horizon. I'll keep you posted!