If you read this blog on a regular basis, sit down.
This morning before breakfast Attila told me he was going to move out, he is leaving me. I did not see this coming. He said he thought of it three seconds before he said it, and he means it.
The ride has begun, all I can think in this disoriented state is, “you picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.”
Anyway, will try to keep going here as well as I can without becoming too bogged down in the devastating aspect of all this.
Attila will move out before Christmas. I will stay at Mist Cottage until I can orient myself and try to stabilize myself financially.
Funny old life. Ha, ha, ba!
Date: 1:00 PM EST Sunday 26 November 2017
Condition: Partly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.6 kPa
Dew point: -8.6°C
Wind: W 12 km/h
Wind Chill: -4
Visibility: 24 km
“The art of life lies in a constant readjustment to our surroundings.”