Sunday, September 21, 2008

Feeling Blue

I have not lied to you yet and I'm not about to start. I'm feeling about as blue as can be these last couple of weeks. Italo has gone to college, the local JC, where he's on scholarship for soccer. Fine, but that means he rooms there. And with Italo there, his girl Sarah, who's lived with us for the last three years or so, is not here except on days when he's here, which means one or two weekend days, no more.
And with Sarah gone, so is her dog Lady, a little mini=pooch who doesn't like me but was at least nice to have around.
And with them all gone, Marco, my second, is staying a lot more nights at his girl Brook's house, so those two are gone as well.
And with them all gone, Chepa, the wonderful ex/spawn of the devil is flexing her muscles and taking Madeleina a lot more on weekends.
Plus not bringing Sierra and Alexa over as much.
So I'm left on Saturdays and Sundays sort of alone. Which would be fine except that I miss the noise, the activity, the laughter, the joy, the fights.
So just letting you know that not all is joyville in Gormantown, at least from my point of view. I'm glad they're all growing up, but I'm not quite ready for it.


The Grudge said...

Sorry to hear it Peter. I am not sure I can relate since I don't have a family, but I have felt in my life a deep loneliness at one time or another. Know that your pieces are written in a way that I could just imagine being at your house, and there are many readers here that would love to hang out with you if it were possible. Is the pig gone too?

Jorge Villacorta Santamato said...

Dear Mr. Gorman:

Very-very interesting.


Interesting. Very interesting.

Hummingbird said...

Hey Peee-ter!

I feel you. So, that said... let's understand what you are dealing with. You will learn great perspective when you learn to spend time with yourself. This is your perfect opportunity to apply your energy to some things you want to do-- write, make music, cook, etc.

The right people will come into your life at the right time.

Trust it.

But get off yer butt and set the table beautifully for one (YOU) and make it special, don't use disposable anything. Cook a gourmet meal and serve it and eat it and love it and appreciate yourself.

Or I will have to invite you here to Oregon and slap you around a bit until you snap to your senses, LOL!!

With lots of love, and remember-- we are all still growing and learning. It's wonderful!


Hummingbird said...

Okay, okay-- here's the invite:

If you ever get to the Oregon coast and would like to hole-up in our modest little guest room for a couple days, you are welcome here! Sometimes a different place and different people can be just the right thing!


It really is beautiful here this time of year...


laurettalynne said...

Peter! Take this time to focus on yourself for once! What do you like to do? What have you always wanted to do? Take up a new hobby! Relax! Take your frown and turn it upside down. Think positive and concentrate on making or doing something cool.