Young Adultery

Young Adultery..

It’s supposed to be a play on words.

Section 1: Sentence 2 of “Young Adultery”, posted through the internet, in the form of a blog titled Raisha’s World. In relations to the previously described; the following is a part of such media to be known individually as “Young Adultery” .

The “Play on words” as referenced in Section 1: Sentence 1 is to be interpreted as defined below :

Young; new, juvenile, formative years,

Adultery ; betrayal, treason

Young Adultery  issss...

*smoke. mirrors. spelling bees buzzing*

Me moving out .

Like into the world of “on the kitchen table” and  “that’d be perfect for my living room”.  I’m so ph-ing excited for it. THIS WEEKEND. I should be able to move everything in one van load. Than stay up all night putting it all in pretty places. Boom by Monday I’ll be coming home to my own little love shack.

For the love of tea parties and fondue! I will probably get a hamster or a pet rock too just to keep things G Rated. Having a whole place to myself will be strange, in a way that is good for me, perhaps more than I understand now. My cubicle from 8-4 will pay for my creativity, independence, recipes and green thinking to thrive!

It’s actually really exciting. Maybe not so much for my Dad, I haven’t asked yet. I’m not sure if I will. He knows I’m moving out and it is rather sudden but I feel it is past due. I’ll ask him how he feels the first dinner he comes over for. Hopefully I can rent an elephant to stand in the room and relieve tension.

Ouuu if I can ask one favour ... recipes of your grandma’s best tomato sauce, oat meal cookies anything that will give me stars on my reputation for old womanly qualities. I want my place to smell like burnt knitting needles and chocolate cake. I’ll change my blog name to “The Millennial Grandma “ and post about the secrets to raising the purrfect cat.

In notice of my elder evolution I will be taking a brief hiatus from the World Wide Web. Please write me

Raisha Chamberlain

146 Nelson Street Brantford, ON

N3S 4B6, Canada

This is my “old” address. My Dad’s house but I’ll need to switch up my excuses for going over to get food or do laundry.  Until next time, sign ,seal ,deliver those famous Grandma recipes to my prior homely estate and perhaps I will write of my jaunty new abode, using curry instead of cinnamon or the neighbourhood cat gangs. Either way I will have a desk and some new-fangled freedom of expression.

Peace and place matts,

Raisha Chamberlain. Sr.