So, as I stare down my imminent move (25 days to go) I was thinking about all the times I had moved since this blog started. I moved to Colorado during a time I wasn't blogging much (*cough* marital disintegration *cough*), and I didn't much talk about it. Then I moved again when I found myself suddenly single in June 2008, and didn't blog about that either. I lived for a few months with a roommate, then moved to my own place in early November 2008. Then in April 2009 I moved in with P. Then in April 2010 I left Colorado and documented my cross-country move. And last September, I moved back home to Memphis. And now, I'm moving in with Fella.
Wow, blog tweeps. We've been through a boatload together. This is my seventh move since I started the blog. I'm too lazy to count the jobs I've taken, lost, and/or left (okay, I counted. Nine. Nine jobs, since I started blogging). I've adopted a new kitten (wow he was so tiny!), lost a dog, moved across the country, gotten divorced, started writing like three books (none finished, of course), moved back across the country, stayed in a job a WHOLE YEAR, found someone new, and now I'm getting married...
Life is a funny thing, isn't it.
p.s. I bought a dress. A pretty one. A bride-y one. :) I went to visit my mom and sister and we went shopping. I'm certainly not putting a picture up here, but I wish I could. Because I LURRRVVVE it.