First Shop and Settling In

Dexter sleeping it off after playing in his new yard.

I’m now officially moved into my new home. It’s pretty comfortable and Dexter stayed by himself for eight hours last night and did perfectly fine, even though his Daddy-Dog was nervous as hell at work.

Dexter sleeping it off after playing in his new yard.

Dexter sleeping it off after playing in his new yard.

I went for my first shop which was super expensive. Seems all first shops are, but I still feel the need to complain about it.

Below you’ll find a picture of the beginning of my shopping adventure. It ended in tears at the checkout but that’s neither here nor there.

My first shop! Ignore the bachelor unhealthy things.

My first shop! Ignore the bachelor-type unhealthy things.

I thought it was going to be harder than it was. I actually feel free for the first time in a long time. I can do what I want, argue with whomever I please and I don’t have to hide bits of me. No one holds power over me except myself.

I feel good.

I’m still a bit restless when falling asleep, but overall life is great. Maybe I’m fooling myself, but if that’s the case I hope it keeps up. Maybe being a fool isn’t so bad after all.

I also wanted to thank the readers here who were so supportive when my life turned upside down. You guys and gals helped me get through it and see the brighter side of things.

We’ll see how things go in the dating department. I promised myself that I’ll live here for at least six months. I won’t be going anywhere until spring (March) at the earliest. I hope I can stick to that plan.

Anyhow, that’s all I got for now. Keep on blogging and thanks again for your support. It means a lot to me.



  1. “and I don’t have to hide bits of me.”

    Hear, hear. Can’t tell you how thrilled I am to see this post, and how happy I am for you. Btw, why no veggies in that grocery cart? :p Kidding, of course. I couldn’t resist. As you know, I live in the South, and so many people here consider veggies to be french fries and mac and cheese. So I got tickled seeing your cart considering the fact that you are a vegetarian.

    Love the pic of Dexter. He looks so content.

  2. The grocery cart looks fine. I’m happy to hear you’re not having problems settling in.

    Pro tip for any future cart pics: take your cart next to the veggies. Take big, leafy vegetables and place them on the top of the unhealthy food, making sure to hide any bad nutrition information and identifying brand information. Snap a photo. Place vegetables back where you found them.

    Pretend that your cart was stocked with healthy foods. It works every time, or so I’ve heard.

  3. Awwww, look at that adorable face! I am so glad Dexter settled in so well and I can only image how you must have worried. Aren’t you glad to see you had nothing to worry about? He will be fine, you’ll see. 😀

    I think you must take Dexter with next time you go and do shopping, but for a bachelor the cart is looking good. 😆

    Hang in there and have fun. You deserve it. 😀

      • That makes sense.
        As for your new life, there’s really no right or wrong. People like to think there’s some sort of magical path that will lead them in the ‘right’ direction, but what’s right for one person isn’t right for the next.
        I know my choices and the way I live wouldn’t suit the vast majority of people I encounter, and yet it suits me very well.
        I’m a workaholic, I’m awake every night until at least 3:30am. I drink a litre of wine a day, I smoke cigars. I understand the consequences of my choices and I embrace them. That’s the only ‘secret’ for a good life. Knowing what we’re doing and being able to stand behind it.

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