New Beginnings...

i write this post from my new home, where i am comfortably seated in my bed with my little boy sleeping softly beside me. his bed hasn't been built yet, so he's sharing with me until it is. due to a slight mishap, some little screws for his bed have gone AWOL, so that's a dilemma. looks like he might be getting that new racing car bed a little sooner than his 5th birthday. 

oh well! i'm home. home. yes, this is my home; i've moved so many times in the last five years... Dunfermline to Hattersley, Hattersley to Hyde, Hyde back to Dunfermline, Dunfermline to Rosyth, Rosyth to Abbeyview, Abbeyview to Dunfermline and now Dunfermline back to Rosyth. that's seven moves in five years. but here, here i can feel the urge to lay down welcome mats.

the very atmosphere of this home is different; not caught up in the twists and uncertainty of the lover accompanying me, but mine. mine, mine, mine.  I don't have to share it, i'm not going to lose it to some prick who gets in over his head. this is my stable base for a home with my son.

i'm FREE!

muffins, you're welcome. all of you. this home is going to be a friendly and accepting one, one which helps those who need help. my rules, not my damn parents who wouldn't so much as blink if some poor person were to catch on fire, because they'd be too busy arguing about who our car belongs to. ohyes, i can see them dividing up their belongings already, the whiff of divorce is in the air - question is, who will demand it first?

..i honestly don't give a damn.