Look at me, away from the blog-o-sphere for far too long again. A thousand apologies - again. I'm beginning to understand what keeps me from writing a blog entry more often than I currently do... So I must explain.
A few blog posts ago I mentioned I was living with my parents again. I do believe I mentioned it was only for a short period of time. However, that short period of time turned into a semi-permanent situation. After moving back home to help get money under control my Mother and I had a sit down - she asked for my help taking care of my very ill Father.
I am a very family oriented person, so I will never turn down a plea for help. She asked that I move home, or at least closer to home to help her out while she continued schooling at the local community college. I put in a 30 days notice for my place - about 30 miles up the freeway from my parents - and began the long process of packing my life into a storage unit, again.
I've lived at my parents ever since, but have failed to settle in and get comfortable. Living here is like having a second job, so my time to practice my faith is limited. Not to mention the privacy is almost non-existent. Even though I am out to my family, as a pagan, I fail to feel comfortable practicing much of my faith around them. So, I do what I can - and the rest falls to the wayside.
About a week ago I was offered a promotion at my work - which helps with the money situation, but means that I have longer hours and more responsibility. -- In no way does that hinder me at work or make the job any less appealing -- but it subtracts a little more from the little amount of time I had for my faith already.
Overall, Ten hour days at work, One hour a day getting ready for work, one hour a day winding down from work, 3-4 hours a day helping around the house to help the family, leaves only 8-9 hours left in a day for me to eat, sleep and spend some time with the boyfriend. --- Needless to say I cherish the time I have for myself - when I do - and that time does not always include practicing my faith.
What has changed? I knew I was - with no blame placed on my family - being suffocated by being here - so I decided that, with my raise from my new-found promotion, I would finally rent my own place out near my parents (which I previously couldn't afford). I found a decently sized one bedroom apartment five minutes from work and about 10 minutes from my parents. It has a washer, dryer and dishwasher inside. A wood-burning fireplace, a gas range, and plenty of storage. The complex has a great pool and spa, tennis court, basketball court, racquetball court, tanning bed, 24 hr fitness center, picnic areas with gas grills, and some other amenities that I'd have to look up to count.
What this means? Hopefully, within a month I will be able to relax in the privacy of my own home in my new apartment with my two wonderful kitties and begin to work a little magick back into my life. I'll be able to cook again (and experiment with new recipes), unpack my altar and supplies, celebrate the Sabbats in the comfort of my own home, and work with the new energies that come with a new place. The great thing is that I move in on October 15th - which leaves me plenty of time to prep for the first Sabbat in my new place, Samhain! How perfect is that? A new place for a new year.
In other news... the Second Annual Pagan Podkin Supermoot is fast approaching and I'll be on a plane this Friday afternoon to spend a weekend with some of my favorite Podcasters - In Salem, MA!!! (<-- yes, it called for three exclamation points!) I hope to post much from that journey - including pictures!
For now I bid all of thee farewell and I hope everyone has a blessed Mabon - as you won't hear from me until its come and gone!
