A Year has Passed. . .


in the new city I call home. I had the hardest time adjusting to the move, the pace of life here versus Nashville and coming back to Eastern time. Yes, I know it is only an hour but when your shows come on at 7pm that means bedtime at 10 and that was the best.

A lot has changed since I watched the movers pack everything up a year ago. In a flood of tears, resentment and depression I gathered up Wookie and his things and got on the road. I still miss Nashville, the little things that made it my home and most of all my friends that I call family. But I did come out of the dark tunnel with a very nice surprise.

Chandler makes everything better. He makes me laugh, he makes me cringe when he goes into tickle mode and most importantly, he gave me something that no other person ever did. Contentment and love. He is a constant shadow, just like Wookie. He wants to go to the grocery with me, he will do the Target run with me and even humor me when I want to go to the mall. And for any man to be willing to get up from the couch to go run errands is a miracle. And a keeper.

A lot of things have changed in just a short year and adding a person into your life, while challenging is really nice. It is nice to come home on days that he is already at my place, hanging with the cat and ready to greet me.

I don’t surf the web as much as I used to, although that stupid game, Angry Birds, is starting to take over my life. The couch is now our little island where we stretch out, watch tv and nap. Of course I would love a bigger couch since his very tall frame kind of keeps up both cramped up.

I have also learned that you cannot plan your life like you would an event for work. It is kind of funny that while I am anal about making lists, planning for the future, that life kind of happened. All of the sudden there is someone there that you hadn’t planned for but then you toss the lists to the side and go with it. Of course I still try to plan for things and then start laughing since I can’t always be in control. Something that I think the Mister thinks is humorous.

There are times when I do get a little worried or need toothpicks to keep my eyes open while at work. Chandler has a health condition that is scary. He has come over in the middle of the night for me to help him with what he needs. And I have learned that I can deal with little sleep if need be. Oh and apparently I am a heavy sleeper. But I wouldn’t change a thing because none of that matters. The bottom line is that I am happy because there is finally a guy willing to step up, deal with me and accept me for who I am. And trust me, I am no walk in the park.

So while I finish up my birthday weekend, I have to say that even though I am in another zip code, area code and time zone, I am pretty thankful for that move last year. It just took awhile for me to get there. I got the best birthday present of all because I have Chandler in my life. And because he knows me all too well, a Snoopy card that is doing the Snoopy dance as well as a Snoopy plush that is Hallmark’s latest Valentine’s Day item that is just too cute for words. Yep, he gets me. No need for anything fancy or over the top. Simple and at the core of who I am. . .a kid at heart.

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What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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