I am on the border between drunk and hungover. Yes, it might be a Monday night, but it's Canberra Day here in the ACT, and a Public Holiday at that, so bugger off those of you about to tell me off for boozing!
We had a house-warming party for our chickens (and their house, created by the most awesome Clinton) this arvy, and I now find myself on the wrong end of a bottle of champagne, with the beginnings of a headache, and the urge to text my ex. Ew to all three!
I have been thinking recently how great I've got it right now. I'm living the dream I always wanted, with a fabulous man by my side, and it feels really good. I have 4 happy, free-ranging, egg-producing chickens, I have so many tomatoes that I did a major harvest yesterday and boiled up a massive vat of tomato puree to sustain us through the winter (ok, only for about 3 weeks, but it's a tiny toe on the road to self-sufficiency nonetheless!), and I have a job - at the moment at least. My partner supports me in these endeavours. How lucky can a girl be?!
It seems a life-time ago that I'd resigned myself to living a compromise. Because, I thought, what else are relationships if not compromises? Silly girl! After 5 1/2 years with the one man I was so afraid that I might never find someone else I could talk to, never find someone else to love me. Yet today I am and continue to remain so grateful that I was broken up with (oh yes, I got dumped, and I was the sucker who begged and pleaded for the relationship to continue - kind of embarrassing really!), so I could stretch the wings of myself, learn who I am again, and - best of all - BE ME with a new and fabulous boy!
This is just a random rambling.
But the message I am sending - I am happy! I have what I've wanted for a long time, and I am so grateful for that. I get to be me and share me with someone who loves me as I am (can't ask more than that!), and that is about as good as it gets.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to get a drink of water and go to bed!