Worth Trying For

My post today was going to be about how I'm learning to live with myself and enjoy it. I do really like my precious alone time. I find myself craving it throughout the day at work. I like coming home and cleaning and doing chores. Always soooo much to do. The hardest part is sitting down to eat. I've never liked eating alone. But this place is the least lonely place on earth. Not because there are always people around. But because it feels good here.
But my post has turned to this...
After a lazy wake up time and a great day with Christian visiting from Arizona, I watched "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" and fell asleep late. Mike knocked on my door around 3 or 4 a.m. I was stunned but not surprised if that makes sense. I had a feeling in my tummy later in the evening that he was obsessing again. I made him come in out of the rain and sit down. I didn't want to wake my neighbors. I let him talk for 20 minutes while I sat in silence and listened. Then I took his dog-tags from my purse without a word and opened the door and told him to leave. Of course he didn't.. so I had to curse him out in harsh whispers and told him I never wanted to see him again and then he left saying he loved me as he walked out. Such a dramatic man. I feel better for it today.
I missed going to the Meditation Center this morning. I should have gone, and I shouldn't have used lack of sleep as an excuse. But I did. I'll find another way to find my balance for the week.