Sunday morning, and I again slept 7 hours last night! So so awesome to sleep without a sleep aid. Although, the wine might have helped. And the fact I was up quite late (for me)?

I went to my friends house for dinner, a cookout. It was so much fun. Her two daughters were there, and I’ve known them for almost 20 years. We all used to go boating together, to Rhode Island and Montauk NY, back when we were all married. Her younger one is my son’s age, and they were best friends their whole lives, until recently. She was away at college. But we laughed and talked, they are great girls. My friend is an OR nurse, her oldest daughter is a nurse, her youngest one just graduated from 6 year PA program and starts her new job next month. Very medical family! You are safe with them! LOL.

Then she and I went out, intending to go to a bar in the next town for karaoke, but when we got there, the parking lot had only a couple cars in it….so we decided to go to a place closer to home that’s on the lake. We don’t go there often, because the service is notoriously bad. However, we had a drink within minutes of getting there. We asked each other if maybe they had new staff….because half the time the bartenders, usually women, ignore you. But not last night, new bartenders, at least we didn’t recognize them.

There was a band, playing all my music, lol. My friend is 50, so her music is a little different than mine. But lots of old 60’s and 70’s stuff. Some of it a little obscure. But they played Pink Floyd, Van Morrison, and a bunch of others I can’t remember, lol. Too much wine, maybe between her house and the bar…

I felt someone come up to me and put their hand on my back….I turned around as I was sitting at the bar, and it was my hairdresser. Then another client of hers, a guy, came up and joined the conversation. He and she went and danced, and then he came back and talked to my friend and I for the rest of the night. And mostly me, lol, I am his age. At the end of the night he invited us to a party at his house for Sunday of the July 4^th weekend, he lives right on the lake. So we may go, there will probably be a ton of people there we could meet, and he was nice, albeit pretty drunk. We found out the restaurant has something called the Tiki Bus, because they have an outdoor bar called the Tiki bar, thatched roofed bar. They will come and pick you up, and bring you home. Which is a good thing, not just for those who tend to overindulge, but because the parking situation there is always limited.

Anyway, I only had one glass of wine, because I have work to do today and didn’t want to feel crappy. (Although I had some at her house earlier.) I feel great this morning, and now have to figure out what I’m going to do while they hold the open house. I’m thinking I may drive down to the shore, to my favorite park. Haven’t been there in a long time. It’s where Scott and I went on our first date, and also where he attempted to break up with me but ended up asking me to come to his house at the end of the day instead, lol, about a year ago. I have a ton of memories there, so I don’t get triggered. I’ve been there since, and honestly, I’m not thinking I’ m in a place to get triggered anymore that much anyway. Which is cool.

It was fun to go out last night, to meet people, to have a few laughs. It’s nice to feel like I have a life. It looks like I’ll be here for the summer anyway. If someone makes an offer on the house, I won’t close til August sometime, so I might as well enjoy myself while I’m here. Once this open house is over, I’ll start trying to sell the furniture I can’t take with me, and sorting through clothes, and stuff, and begin to pack stuff up.

I’m setting an intention for a buyer to come through the door today. I hope the universe is listening.

Love and light, all….

Picture is Harkness Memorial Park, courtesy Google images.