First things first. I'm moving. Again. I'm going back to central Arkansas and for a lot of reasons, I'm happy about it. The next three weeks are going to be crazy and hectic. I hope I make it through in one piece. I think each new move I make takes something out of me. Moving around so much at this point in my life is exhausting. It just is. I'm starting to feel old and I want to be settled. I want a home. I'm tired of moving and being so up in the air about everything. So, I'm really hoping this will be my last move for a very, very long time.
This last year has been....bizarre. And flat out crazy at times. At least for me. I had high hopes for my move here and they didn't pan out. For many years, my life was calm, normal, predictable and drama free. I've paid for that in spades over the last year. I managed to fit what felt like a lifetime of problems and complications into a very short period. It was an eventful year, to say the least. I put my cat to sleep, got into a major car wreck (and a smaller fender bender this week), lost a job that I was ultimately relieved to lose, dealt with endless rental problems, discovered a love of coffee, started wearing glasses (which I needed more than I wanted to admit), worked in a profession I had no background in but ended up really enjoying (the really great people helped that), published some articles as a result of that job, watched far, far too much Netflix, discovered that a good hammock can cure the blues from time to time and unsuccessfully tried to come to terms with turning 40 soon. This is actually the short list. There are other things I'm not comfortable blogging about.
In recent days, I've been thinking about making New Year's resolutions for the first time. I considered it last year but ultimately didn't. I'm not great on the follow through, so resolutions always seem pointless. However, as I mentioned above, I'm turning 40 this year....actually in just a few months. Forty is a milestone. A scary, intimidating, mid-life crisis inducing milestone that is freaking me out more than I care to admit. I can't say it's making me any more introspective than what I normally am (I'm already introspective to the point of neurotic). It's just that I'm starting to feel old. Anyway, making some resolutions might help me find a way to come to terms with 40.
Resolutions to come...
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