A lot has gone on since I last posted in here. So much to tell but so little to say... I'm not sure where to begin, so I'll just jump into the big news. I am moving!!
Yes, after a year and 7 months in the 2 bedroom apartment that was my first dwelling after my divorce, I am now moving into a house in Airway Heights. Why Airway Heights, you ask? Well the fact of the matter is that I have found love again. Real, true, beautiful love that has enriched me and my life in so many ways for the last year and a half. And my love happens to live in Airway Heights. Not my ideal location for a forever home, but I'd move to the edge of the world to be with this guy, so Airway Heights is a pretty good deal.
The guy in question (let's call him 'J') is, in short, the most wonderful man I have ever met in my life. I could spend several paragraphs giving you all of the reasons WHY he's the most wonderful man I've ever met, but for the sake of time and my fingers I'll just sum it up thusly: I have found the person that God and the Universe designed just for me. Does that make me the luckiest girl I know? You bet your sweet a** it does!
So things have been absolutely wonderful for the last year and a half, and J and I have only fallen more and more in love, and we have decided to co-habitate as the next step in our relationship. What about M1 and M2 you ask? Don't worry, they are completely happy and excited that the 50% of the time they spend with me will now be spent with me, J, J's dog Gracie and my cat Oscar. They both understand that Mommy and J are together and in love, and they know that the four of us (six, counting the furries) are family.
The big move is coming up - 4 days from now on September 10th, and I couldn't be more excited about getting everything over here and unpacked and put away. The few things I have brought to J's house already - books, shoe rack, clothes, have already been integrated nicely. Oscar has also been brought over, and the meet and greet between cat and dog was completely without problem. It turns out that the 4 1/2 lb little girl dog is the butch, and the 9 lb big boy cat is the bitch. Who would have thought?
I have to go now... My first self-appointed task in my new home is to bake a pie, and if the smells drifting in here from the kitchen are any indication, it should be just about done. Take care, one and all. I shall post again after the move is complete.
