I love being at home

i like being home

Well, at some stage home isn't home anymore.

No, actually more overwhelmed when I'm out. I live in the epicenter of everything. A tight condo community and within a stone throw of everything ... dozens of restaurants, every possible fast food, even a giant liquor store that I can practically walk to. So outings are just a few blocks away and home again. At home I likewise have everything ... everything but a private swimming pool. Geez woud I love that.

Once you go, never the same coming back.

No it's lonelier

I'm definitely feeling overwhelmed, but a lot of that is due to my wife's descent into dementia and eventual move to a memory-care facility. Now I have to try and keep going, do everything myself. I don't like adulting. My wife was the one who was good with people, who dealt with emergencies, etc. I'm more of a hermit by nature.