Here's the deal. My boyfriend's ex-wife and daughter are moving in with us. Yes, they will be living in our small two bedroom home. This situation may have worked on TV shows like Friends, but for me it just screams Jerry Springer. Granted, we all still have our teeth, none of us are strippers, and my boyfriend's daughter (who's 12) isn't pregnant, but who knows what could happen in the three months we gave his ex to stay here. My boyfriend is extremely generous at times, and in this case, he is a saint. But mostly, he's concerned about his daughter living in a dangerous environment back in CA with his ex and her pyschotic mother, so I understand his decision.
And I'm proud of myself. Because the first thing that came to mind when I was informed of this was not "Holy Crap, this is absolute insanity and I'm going to kill myself," but "Where will I write?" I'm used to coming home after work to an empty, quiet house with three hours to rest, relax, and write like a fiend. A recent RWA Chapter meeting at a local library got me thinkin' if there is one thing I've come to admire about Las Vegas it's the fantastic library system. There are at least ten libraries here that are amazing. After some research, I was able to locate one right on my route home from work. So, I know where I'll be with my laptop when the work day is over. I think it will be good for, too. Sure, there will be tons of books to distract me, but at least I won't be lured by TV, food, or heaven forbid....chores.
Anyway, I'm kinda looking forward to this new writing environment. And I'm glad I immediately looked for ways to get around this curve-ball that life threw at me in order to keep writing. It's proof that I'm committed and that I'm not letting go of my dreams no matter how many twists and turns life chooses to send me on.
I'm holding on tight, baby!
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Quote of the Day: When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can. ~Samuel Lover, Handy Andy, 1842
4 comments:
Wow, I really admire you. YOU are the saint, because quite frankly I don't think I could do it. I could handle the kid, no problem, but the ex? It takes a very special person to be that generous. You are amazing.
Some of the older branches of the libraries have study carrels, check with the reference desk at the branch you are going to and see if they have any and if you can reserve one. The W. Charleston branch used to have them but I noticed that they turned them into offices so I don't know if they did that everywhere. Some branches are really nice and the newer ones are all set up for laptop access and have wi-fi.
If you need anything LDH, you have my cell, call me. You can vent to me all you want!
Well alrighty then...I'm not even sure where to begin with this one. I think you are a stronger woman than I am. I don't know if I could deal with that type of a situation. I hope it does not turn out to be too stressful for you.
Way to go on looking for ways to not let it derail your dreams and goals. And let me offer another suggestion for a place to write - the bookstore cafe. I try to go at least once a week for a change of scenery. They have outlets for laptops, plenty of books for reference and inspiration, and lots of decadent drinks to choose from (Raspberry Mocha is my personal fave). I mostly do my journal writing there and read books about writing and it always gives me a boost.
So hang in there and keep on doing what you need to do for you. Hopefully the three months will pass quickly (they should seeing as how the holidays are approaching and time seems to move at warp speed this time of year) and it all will work out in the end. Feel free to vent to me whenever necessary!
Dyann, you are to be commended for being a good-hearted person, and I hope you're rewarded with lots of good story fodder as a result of this situation!
Lisa Marie
You are the epitome of strength with this one! Personally, I still live in the same house as my ex. It certainly makes dating interesting!
Oh, wait... I don't date, but I will indeed raise my cheap-ass Sunday afternoon beer in your direction as a toast.
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