the solitary life

This is a weird time in my life. I have left a job I thoroughly despised and have some time before I start my new position. My husband is in Canada tending to his mother through her cancer treatment and I will be joining him as soon as I put some personal business in order, long overdue. I am mostly solitary, seeking refuge at home. It's been a hard patch. I feel free, but responsibility has me in its sights, 24/7. I feel relaxed for the first time in untold moons. No one here but me. And I now I put everything straight.