Never have "blogged" before and must confess I'm not sure what a blog is. The word "blog," to me, sounds like the noise someone makes when they puke. So I'm going to treat my blog as just that: verbal vomit.

I'm a 55 year old woman who lives in the great Pacific Northwest of the US. Live by myself - I mean really by myself. Believe I have avoidant personality disorder - dammit. And depression of course, kind of goes along with it I guess. Here's an example of how alone I really am...

So I was doing some volunteer work, cleaning houses for the elderly. They asked if I could take on another client temporarily after she had some minor surgery. Sure, no problem. So I go out to this lady's house. Turns out she lives in a hermitage (honest-to-god hermitage, she is a nun and a real hermit). Lovely woman. Great job if you can get it, right? They provide her with a beautiful little secluded house in the country.

About the second time I go to clean I began to notice something. This lady gets more phone calls than I ever do. And emails. And visitors. Not a lot by any stretch of the imagination - but more than me. And she's a hermit.

Gosh, she invited me for dinner one evening and during our conversation she asked me about myself and what I do when I'm not doing volunteer work. Her being a nun and a hermit I felt comfortable in telling her how quietly I live, how I have no family that I'm in touch with, only one friend, etc. How I can go weeks without any conversation, other than "thanks, have a nice day." I even came right out and told her that she gets more human contact than me!

The loneliness is what's killing me at the moment. Makes it harder to deal with depressive tendencies - really thought I had a handle on that. But my usual fixes of exercise and activity aren't working as well lately. So please, if anyone should happen to read this, help a person out and leave a comment, would you please? Just a little human contact? At least a "Thank you, have a nice day!"

Blog- shortened version of 'web log', ie, online diary.

The moderator that approved this blog post admires astute alliteration, as exemplied by, 'verbal vomit'

Thanks snaga, love your signature. Atavistic!

That's quite the job to have. [Being a hermit, I mean. Volunteering is just cool in general.]

Cool that you could say yes to dinner with her. No small deal, with AvPD?

Ada - I know right!? Her specific job was to pray for world peace. Yes, it was a little hard to accept her invitation, but being who or how she is made it easier.

I would find a person like that fascinating. I am a bit of a loner by nature, although I've grown out of it some. But more than once I've fantasized about the monastic life.

What part of the sig line? the middle is mine, the top is thanks to National Lampoon, and the rules link is pure Red Forman.

The rules part

Red Forman, then.

Irl there's a lot of gruff Red in me. I've been known to intimidate the younger generation.

I nearly used a Red Forman avatar but another moderator talked me out of it. True, Red is intimidating, but I was going to use the Whipped Cream Head Red to soften the image. Truth is though, stoned FEAR WHIPPED CREAM HEAD Forman is kinda creepy.

But I think certain things have come to be expected from the snagster... and Eric's dad isn't one of them. So we remain in drag.

Besides, I like being ab fab.

Never heard of Red Forman before, but I think I'd like him!

Omg a That 70's Show virgin!

http://youtu.be/CIC0LiMXFY0