A new life begins

I finally, really close on my new house tomorrow. I'm absolutely over the moon and at the same time full of trepidations. Am I going to be able to afford this place in the long run? I have enough savings to keep me in a comfortable lifestyle for two years. Hopefully, by that time, my ex will have remarried and things will ease in that way.

I can't wait. A place of my own. I can close my door to any irritating person, be they ex wife or Jehovah's Witness. Of course, I will also be able to open said door to whom I choose. My kids, or even...the ladies. (Anyone else hear Barry White right now? Maybe some cheesy 70s guitar jazz?) One lives in hope.

I am considering starting to have myself weened off of the anti-depressants. I'm not depressed any more. My situation has changed and the black days are behind me. Hopefully. The doctor says that I may always be on, what he calls a "maintenance dose". I can deal with that, I suppose, but my druthers would be to come off them completely.

Deep sigh. Content. For now.

And....we're out

The gavel fell today. It's over. Next Friday, I will close on my new house and begin moving my things out of the house. A new beginning.