August 24th, 2007
So I'm really feeling a bit more optimistic today. I got some comments from friends and family about my last mid-life-crisis blog entry ... but I'm not feeling such desperation now. If I really want to feel young I could always take up sky-diving or ... um ... motorcycling or something.
Anyhow, a momentous occasion came and went yesterday and I barely noticed it until just now. Let me explain:
In 2001 I was truly single and alone again, and so battered and bruised from it that I gave up on relationships. I bought a small condo (all I could afford on my single salary) and I decided to let myself grow ivy and petrify in complete solitude over the years, as I strolled that gently sloping Road to the Sea. I just wanted to be left alone to spend my life in solitude. It was better to wait in my loneliness until it was time to Die Alone.
But I met and married a wonderful woman instead.
And since we've been married, the title on our small little condo (that we were suddenly sharing) was in my name only. Well, we've started refinancing our mortgage and, as a result, it has become necessary to add my wife's name to the title.
And we did that. And now, even though it has always been our condo, it really is our condo in all senses. I like that very much. I've always thought of it as our cozy nest, and this just makes it a little cozier.
It sure beats waiting to Die Alone ... :-)
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