Good luck, Sis!

My sister is not here living with me anymore.
She had to leave on Friday to start a training at a company.
It happened so suddenly, she didn’t have time to plan.
And I got used to waking up early to make coffee for both of us and to talking to her in the morning,
having coffee before she left.
She is my sister and we are also very close.
It’s interesting how having someone very close at home doesn’t bother at all. It’s not invasive.
Now I’m back to complete solitude, which I know how to handle very well.
It was a tough moment saying goodbye to her last Friday.
I have been under too much stress lately and it caught us by surprise.
I ended up in the emergency room.
I know smoking kills but I think the most harmful are stress and emotion.
It’s gonna be better for her, I want everything to work fine, finding a new place to stay, and other stuff.
Good luck, Sis!

Red Sofa Part III

My sister is staying with me until December. Then, if everything goes right for her, we’ll look for a bigger apartment.

It changed a lot of things for better.

I smoke and she doesn’t, so I don’t smoke inside the apartment anymore. Only outside at the balcony or at the window, which limits the amout of daily cigs. She hasn’t said anything about it. I just don’t feel comfortable to smoke indoors when non smokers are around. Like outdoors I don’t like smoking near children.

She doesn’t bother me at all, as we grew up together, I don’t have to worry about anything like being dressed when she is around. I’m totally comfortable with her here.

it’s a very small place though. I told her to sleep in bed and I got with the sofa, still the red one I dislike how it looks, so that I can go outside anytime or watch tv very late at night. It’s not that I’m going out to the balcony to smoke at 3 a.m. but I like to know I can 🙂 .

She wakes up very early, at 6 a.m., I can sleep more since I start working at 9 a.m. but she doesn’t disturb me since I can fall asleep even with someone jumping over me. And I can go back to sleep easily too if I still need.

And she is not gonna stay on weekends so I didn’t loose my moments of complete solitude that I can’t live without.

It’s good to have someone to talk about anything at home. Someone I trust and I love.

I use to say that I have a wasted caring instinct, since I don’t have children and have been living alone for a long time. I wake up to make coffee for her. It’s not my obligation, I just love doing this kind of thing.  I have black coffee while she has her breakfast and, as she leaves at 7, I go back to sleep another half an hour before I take a shower to start my day. It’s been nice 🙂 .