I am not quite there, but I expect to be soon.
Those who read here know that I have been in the process of buying a house. It is in a northern suburb of Austin Texas. I do not truly feel I am a Texan, but I am realizing the innocent misunderstandings of youth about what it is to be a Texan. I am in the process of getting to know my neighbors, making places within this house to hold stuff and placing my stuff in them. I am buying shelves for the garage, investigating the attic, replacing lights and fans, painting walls, buying rugs, and wondering what in HELL I am going to do with my back yard. I don’t even have a lawn mower and I have trees to trim.
But I am meeting kind and generous people. discussing the ins and outs of a new neighborhood, getting help from neighbors and giving help to them. In other words, I am finding my community. It is a good thing.
But it takes time, important time, but time, and I am only now getting back to previous tasks which are also important to me. But so I do and tomorrow will be my next post.
See you then.
The Eroticist