Sunday, September 8, 2013


I moved into my current abode right before my son turned one. He turned three back in May, and this has been the longest I've ever stayed in one place since I left my mom's right before my 18th birthday. I've loved it here, hated it here and everything in between.

In approximately 6 or so weeks I'm moving again. Just down the street, closer to work if I get my way, and I am SO excited/terrified. This move represents the start of a whole new chapter of my life, and I am a creature of habit. No matter how right of a call this is, I have to let go of every current habit I have and form new ones. (Maybe even learn how to be a little less set in my ways, and more flexible..)

I knew this year would bring me places I couldn't even imagine, and I don't think anyone could have guessed the swervy path its taken.

The worst part of moving? Packing. The best? Unpacking. :) (At least for me)

So this is short n sweet, if you prefer my longer posts blame my exhausting week, and if you like this shortness thank the same.

Until next time!

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