2 Weeks & Time to Reflect

Well, I've been in my new place 2 weeks and my housemate and I are getting along beautifully. We laugh a bunch and give each other shit over silly things. One of the cats is my best bud and the other who I've nicknamed "Ghost" is getting used to me. Instead of going behind the couch to get to her bowl, she is now going in front of the couch. She still hisses at me when I look at her too long, but progress is being made. I got to paint my room this weekend, something she had planned to get done, but it was nice to do. Now all I need is a job! :D

It did take me 4 or 5 days to come down from my stress I discovered I was in after I moved. I lived in fear and didn't even realize it. I was afraid to touch anything in the kitchen, even my own stuff to cook; which meant I lived off of cereal, toast and granola bars for 4 days. It was a controlled detox and I lost a couple pounds and not something I suggest others to try. I was emotionally exhausted from all the energy I spent to stay sane and level headed and the limited diet did not help at all. I kept a bunch of water in the room and just spent hours on the net looking for my next place to live. I made no phone calls in fear she would over hear me. I was afraid to even see her or even be seen by her.

I'm extremely thankful for my new place and the freedom to help around the house, the freedom to cook, and the freedom to breath!