Me, Myself & I: The 3rd Anniversary of Me

Today is The Anniversary of Me

Three years ago I wrote this post:

Today is exactly 1 year since I decided not to go back to an abusive relationship, not to continue feeling less than worthy of a good man and the day I took my laughter back from someone who tried to stifle it.

Today is a very, very good day. A day in which I remember learning that many people love me-even when they do not show it-even people who I do not know very well personally.

It is a day that I remember that a stranger can change your life and that God does indeed give you a nudge every now and then.

Today is the day I celebrate being able to buy shoes, to get my nails done if I want to, to eat chocolate cake at 2am, to have my family over my house for dinner, to play with Rye Bread, to not make my bed (!), to buy Christmas gifts, to stay out late, to stay up until 3am, to paint a picture and have it suck, to write a blog, to write a poem, to use my computer, to not shave my legs, to read a book, to play with my silly sisters, to wear chapstick (!!), to be in a play, to visit with a friend, to talk on the phone, to sleep late, to cook with salt, to wear jeans with holes in them, to laugh out loud, to laugh even louder, to cry without being scolded...

...and to live.

Today I celebrate finding a best friend.

I celebrate girls nights and margaritas, being able to have wine in the house, a gummy bear throwing boy friend, a cute boy with a cute mouth and lots of baseball hats, a boss who loves my chocolate cake, being able to buy too many books, writing emails to men I consider friends (O&H) and the freedom to learn from my mistakes.

These are a few of the things that I forgot to fight for last year, and today is the anniversary of the day I took it back.

Thank you God, for giving me the strength and the courage to finally take your hand.

Thank you to my family and friends who continue to help me grow, and who still love me when I fall.

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3 years later, I am about to embark on what I hope will be a life changing move. And though I still have a long way to go, I look back at all that I've experience and achieved over the last few years, and am still so very thankful to God to have given me the strength to leave-the strength to finally say "That is enough" and to finally take back my life.

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The Anniversary of Me is so much more than just a date. It is a time for me to reflect on who I've become, who I'd like to be, and a reminder that even though you think things are horribly, horribly bad-brighter days are just around the corner.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone...

Randomivity:Farewell CT

I closed my eyes and listened, and what I heard was beautiful. It brought me to tears. Just beautiful.

My going away lunch was tons of fun. Because my boss couldn't make it, we stayed for 3 hours! 4 bottles of wine were ordered, and lots of other drinks for the fellas too...laughter, cheers and good wishes all around. Some even told me to email them so we can get together. It was nice.

They also gave me a $50 gift card to Legal Seafood. I didn't like my job much, but I'm going to miss working with these people.

I didn't have to shovel when I got home. :)

The people at my new company are EXTREMELY nice, and I'm actually very excited to go work for them. I did find out though, that there's a smelly guy. Why does there always gotta be a smelly guy?

At least it's not bad breath-the kind that can melt your skin off. Right Megan? ;)

So little boxes...so much stuff to pack.

Why is it that people who have information that you need in order to make your move successful don't seem to be in any hurry to get the info to you in a timely manner? I've been ignored more in the last 2 days than I ever have in my entire life.

Pretty new hair, just in time for a new license. :)

It's going to be a somewhat lonely weekend-no TV or Internet until Monday...I'll read and explore, sure...but those lonely hours at night when I just want to cuddle up and let my mind wander will be rough...it'll be ok though, b/c I'll be home.

Toosdae ?'s

Happy Toosdae everyone! It's a snowy day here in CT this morning. Why is it that New Englanders seem to forget how to drive in snow over the summer? Crazy. It wasn't supposed to stick, but we have about 1/2-3/4 inches now...I'll be angry if I have to shovel!!

Other things of note: I now have a signed contract from the buyers bank stating that her financing is approved. Today is going to be my last day of work instead of tomorrow-because the insurance company in MA sux & can't seem to get things right, I have to go up there tomorrow. I am getting my hair cut today. :) That's not really important to you all, but I LOVE getting my hair done...mainly for the wash. Oh, how I love to have my hair washed!!

Last-tomorrow my internet and phone at home in CT are being shut off for good, so I may not have access to blogging for a while. I won't have it in Boston until Monday, so if I don't come around or show up here-don't worry.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING 2 ALL OF MY AMERICAN READERS!!!!

Questions:

1. If you were offered membership in a highly selective yet secret society would you accept?

2. What do your friends or peers know you for?

3. What is your favorite non-breakfast food to eat for breakfast?

My Answers:

1. Absolutely! What's not to like about being part of a secret society? Aside from the possibility of violence and jail-time. I think it would be cool if my secret society was one that gave sad people presents but didn't tell them how they knew they were sad, or what they would like.
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2. I would say that my friends know me for my laugh. I am an easy laugher and apparently I have a good laugh, so it's pretty memorable.
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3. My favorite non-breakfast food is actually cold cheese ravioli and sauce. I haven't had it in many, many years but it is yummy. A close second is pizza, which I often do have for breakfast.

Lottery

In other news:

I found out that my uncle (who happens to be a huge jerky snob already, and also-is my God father) won a million dollars.

No lie. On a NY State Lottery scratch off ticket.

He also happens to be the wealthiest out of all my Aunts/Uncles already. But, I guess it's true what they say, "You can't win, if you don't play."

Manic Monday: Relish

Monday's are MoMoLicious!

Usually people say, "Thank God it's the weekend." But this week, I'm saying, "Thank God the weekend is OVER!" I had a very tiring weekend, and believe it or not, I'm happy that it is Monday...

Saturday began my week-long move to Boston. My mother and father arrived around 9am, ready to load my heavy stuff into his company van. And, to fight. We managed to get my big chair, cedar chest, speakers, VCR, DVD player & other media type things, along with lots and lots of boxes in. On top of the van we put my sideboard and a little round table I have. The only heavy things I have left are my bed and my TV. So, in that regard, Saturday was a success.

However: There were 2 casualties. The first was my TV stand. I'd forgotten how wobbly it was, and simply lifting off my tele from it's top caused it to wobbly something fierce. It was agreed upon by all that it should not make the trip. The other item that didn't make it to Boston in it's original form is my sideboard. Somehow, on the way up, one door broke, and flew off into the sunset. It's pretty disappointing-I really like that piece, and it's in my entry way. The door, well, it's kind of necessary.

And of course, there were fights. Between my Mom & Dad and between my Mom & I. My worst fear came true too-right in front of my neighbors door, my mother yelled, "You've got an attitude problem!" Nice. My only hope is that no one was home. I could not wait to say goodbye to them so I could be by myself in silence for a while.

And silence, my friends, is what I had. To date I have only seen 2 people in my building. Up until yesterday I had not even HEARD anyone! The bad part is that the person I did hear, I heard through my bedroom wall, and it was kind of loud...the walls apparently aren't very thick...

Yesterday I had a parking lesson from Megan. I think I've mentioned that I can't parallel park-scratch that-I couldn't parallel park. Thankfully Megan offered to teach me, and after about 1/2 hour I felt comfortable enough to call it quits and go on with the day. (She used real cars to teach me-not cones...very brave of her!)

I managed to get a few things at that store and came home for a quick nap before heading back up to Boston for the afternoon. I planned on emptying out most of my kitchen here in CT and bringing it up there. I did manage to get a bunch of things up, but I think I'm going to have to drive up one more time before Friday-when I'm planning on moving in for good

The kitchen isn't going to be as bad as I thought it would be, however I did need some more counter space, and a few extra drawers. While I was in the store yesterday I saw a cart that fit the dimensions and criteria I needed, and so I picked it up. It pretty much was hell getting it up to my apartment, but I managed, and even put it together. It looks good, and I think will work out wonderfully.

I will relish the day I will not have to make this drive as often as I am now. It's not a horible drive, but when you do it as often as I have been the last couple of weeks, it just plain stinks. Friday can't come soon enough...