So yesterday my ex made his partial migration down to his new basement digs. And we slept separately for the first official night. It was different, but good. I'm thinking this arrangement may have potential for success beyond the trial period... but we shall see. Depends on whether he truly allows me the privacy I need and the freedom to spend time with the friends that I have sorely neglected during the two and a half years of our marriage in order to be spared from his jealous tirades. At least I can get back to blogging again without worrying that he will be reading over my shoulder, or asking for textual details. I don't really wish to be secretive about this; but I hope to be able to write without the confines of self censorship.
Yesterday I scored a serving position at a nice little steakhouse just about 10 miles south of my town. Although the B&B is crazy busy now, I aniticipate the usual winter slump to begin by the end of October, so it's a relief to know that I'll have some back-up income. Between that and the extra rental money I'll be getting from the ex (provided he keeps working), I should be able to easily survive the slow season. A measure of financial security provides me with a much needed sense of peace. If that can be coupled by a positive alteration in my relationship with Patrick and a reconnection with my friends and my creative muses, I will be reaching a better place in the coming weeks.
I hope I can also reconnect with a blogging group. Many of my regular contacts from the beginning of the year seem to have stopped writing. Is anybody still out there??