My house guests have been gone for a little over a week. In fact, they are safely back in their native Ukraine.
In another day or so, I’ll be out of the food that the latest ex-Mrs. Bastard cooked for me before she left. Fuck cooking. I’m going back to frozen dinners. That’s the easiest way for me to control my portion size, and I need to lose about a hundred pounds anyway. OK, probably not a hundred. But at least fifty.
Now I can walk around the house nekkid and nobody is around say a damn word about it.
I’m getting used to being alone in a big house. The peace and quiet is nice. But it is a touch lonely.
It’s going to take forever to do all the stuff that needs to be done. Fortunately, nothing is particularly pressing, and I have nothing but time. When I’m not working. Or sleeping. Or trying to sleep.
OK, so maybe I don’t have all that much time.
Overall, I’m glad things with B didn’t work out. Yes, I miss having a girlfriend. I miss how she made me feel. A lot. And I really, really miss the regular, mind blowing sex that we had in the beginning. And believe it or not, I miss those little girls. But they, especially the youngest, would have destroyed the house. Even a modicum of order would have been impossible. And that would have driven me up a fucking wall.
I wouldn’t have minded quite so much if their mama kept her promise to fuck me silly on a daily or near daily basis. But she’d have broken that promise just like she broke all the rest of them. So I’m calling it a win.
I had a surveyor come out and mark the lines last week. The corners are quite a ways from where I thought they were. But now I know, and can get started on the fence. And the berm for the shooting area.
And I have new fountain pens and inks to play with.
And for the first time in years, I have all my reloading stuff under the same roof, and in a climate controlled environment.
In other words, I have plenty of distractions.
Grumpy Bastard 
after my daughter left and before i moved in with my other half i experienced the empty house. I loved it. My house was clean and picked up when i left in the morning and still clean when i got home……and i could walk around nekked.
having all your reloading stuff under the same roof, that is great.
The down side, though, is if you happen to not pick everything up before you leave for work, it’s not going to pick itself up while you’re gone.
Yeah, I really need to finish unpacking and setting up the reloading. It’s been at least three years, maybe as many as five since I manufactured my last round. That’s therapeutic, for sure.
Have you tried a high fat, low carbohydrate diet? The mom in the interview not only has a slender physique, but she also nullify the effects of Lyme disease by just eating meat and drinking water. http://zerocarbzen.com/2015/03/09/zero-carb-interview-the-andersen-family/
I have, actually, a couple times in the past. I’ll drop 10-15 pounds quickly, spend a few weeks at that level, and then it starts to come back, no matter how conscientiously I follow the diet. Calorie counting works best for me, especially when coupled with structured exercise. The problem is, I like to eat. Once I reach my goal, I stop counting the calories, and my portion sizes go right back to where they were before. The weight quickly follows. I just need the self discipline to maintain.