Zombie Jesus Day

     ell good heavens, it’s been quiet around here, hasn’t it? It’s been quite the interesting couple of weeks, the net result of which has me currently sitting in my own new apartment and aimed directly for Divorceland. I could dedicate an entire post or three to the details of how all that managed to occur, but we’ll just suffice it to say that “things just didn’t work out”, which the fall-back position of amicable divorces everywhere.
     So, here I am in my new apartment, with which I am very pleased. I’ve actually never done the new apartment thing all by myself before. I had pointed out to my mom and my friend Mary that I’ve always had some male or another around since I moved out of my folks’ house a million years ago, and for the first time ever, I don’t. I’m liking it.
     I’ve worked with a lot of girls and women who hop from one boyfriend to the next, getting themselves further and further into trouble and/or unhappiness, and I’ve often given them the advice: “Y’know, men don’t seem to be working out for you. Maybe you should try life without them.” Having taken a good hard look at my life of the last ten or twelves years or so, I’m forced to conclude that I should be taking my own advice. The menfolk just don’t seem to be working out for me. I think I’ll do without them for awhile.
     I’m actually swiping this plan from MrJames, who told me at one point when he was living with Art and I, while he was recovering from his divorce, that he planned to give himself a year before he tried dating or hunting up a new relationship. I think this is grand advice, so I’m adopting it.
     I’m feeling quite cheerful and positive about this whole affair. I’m embarking on an exciting new challenge, and I’m looking forward to finding out who I am when I’m all by myself. I’m looking forward to the changes and even the inevitable hardships; I’m looking forward to the writing and the newness of everything. I admit to dreading the necessary legal hassles, but those too shall pass.
     There are some new changes coming around the Coffee House, as well, as soon as I can get them implemented. For one thing, the Coffee House gift shop will unfortunately be shutting down, as I don’t seem to be making any money at it, and I need to make at least $7.00 a month to keep it open. (Sad, sad. They’re such fun shirts, too. Ah well.) Also, “Tall Tale Tuesday” will shortly be devoted to my short stories, pimping any Carnival writing that comes along, and possibly, if I can get around to it, a serial novel. There may be a few other changes, but that’s the gist of things.
     It’s spring, a season of rebirth whether you practice some religion or none at all, and I’m anticipating it with glee. Happy Zombie Jesus Day, folks. I’m out.

4 Responses to “Zombie Jesus Day”

  1. Dragon of Life Says:

    Good lord. Well, positive as you might seem about everything, I still regret that you had to deal with the trouble or discomfort of any of it at all. I hope things really do work out as well for you as you hope.

    JavaElemental Reply:

    Thanks, and me too. :) I think they will.

  2. Missarootoo Says:

    Go Java! I felt the same way after my long term relationship finaly took the southernmost route.:) I said “No dating for a year at least”. I made it almost two before Mr. Wonderful happened:) And honestly,at that point,I didn’t have to worry about losing who I was again,because I had taken that time to safeguard against it. He wouldn’t have me any other way,and I know it. Well,maybe he would like me to do more fo the cooking…*L*

    At any rate,I fully support you decision,and should you change you’re mind I ‘ll remind you of it,be done,and support whatever else you decide to do.

    Thats what people that don’t hate each other are for.

    WOOOOooOOOOOooOOOOOoooOOOOO JAVA!!!!

    JavaElemental Reply:

    Thank-you! Remind me loudly, and possibly with a swat upside the head. ;)

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