The more things change …

…the more things stay the same.

My last entry was dated January 2014. My … things have changed and stayed the same.

I’ve managed to quit jobs, start new careers, end new careers, go back to old jobs, get a completely new kind of job, break up with my husband, move away and live on my own for the first time (ever), turn 40, file for divorce, date other people, reconcile with husband, move back in with husband, have a cat die, lose weight, gain weight, travel, get a root canal, get new tattoos, dye my hair, cut my hair, wear a lot of black, drink a lot of wine, eat a lot of cheese, go see a personal trainer, start dancing ballroom (competitively!), think about moving out of state, have a cat die unexpectedly, play hospice nurse to the other cat, do a major house purge of crap (from having 2 households…that’s a lot of steak knives, people!), go to therapy, have therapist move to Lisbon (bitch), have husband go to therapy and get on meds, endured heartbreak, climbed a mountain, met OD friends, and now….

Here we are. Back to where it all started for me in 2000. 17 years … i’m excited.