I am not quite there, but I expect to be soon.

Those who read here know that I have been in the process of buying a house.  It is in a northern suburb of Austin Texas.  I do not truly feel I am a Texan, but I am realizing the innocent misunderstandings of youth about what it is to be a Texan.  I am in the process of getting to know my neighbors, making places within this house to hold stuff and placing my stuff in them.  I am buying shelves for the garage, investigating the attic, replacing lights and fans, painting walls, buying rugs, and wondering what in HELL I am going to do with my back yard.  I don’t even have a lawn mower and I have trees to trim.

But I am meeting kind and generous people. discussing the ins and outs of a new neighborhood, getting help from neighbors and giving help to them.  In other words, I am finding my community.  It is a good thing.

But it takes time, important time, but time, and I am only now getting back to previous tasks which are also important to me.  But so I do and tomorrow will be my next post.

See you then.

The Eroticist