Anyone who has read this blog for a lengthy period of time knows the last couple years have been a serious of ups and downs. A lot has changed for me–my job, my relationship status, my hair color. And through it all I’ve held true to the knowledge that regardless of how many bumps in the road there may be, eventually–if I worked hard enough for it, and didn’t just give up–everything was going to come together. I had to stray off course a little to realize what exactly it was I true wanted.
And it seems as though 2012 is my year.
I’ve always felt younger when it comes to my life choices. A lot of time I’ve felt behind of my life experiences. At the beginning of this year, I made a promise to myself that this would be the year I finally got my own place. It’s been a long time coming. And when I got my promotion at work, I knew it was truly possible. And so I started looking. Turns out, looking for an apartment is tedious and time consuming. It also sucks. But I kept to it, knowing I would probably be living on my own. And so with that knowledge, I went through ads, trying to find the perfect place to call home. And felt disappointed each time.
And then, once again, things came together for me. A friend of mine sent me a message, saying she heard I was looking for a roommate, and that she was looking for a roommate for her new townhouse she just moved into. She told me I should come check it out, and so I went and visited yesterday. Suffice to say, I move in two weeks.
Things are really coming together. Good job? Check. New place? Check. Adorable boy that makes me smile? Check. I have to say, I’ve never been happier. My life is finally going back in the right direction. I feel like the successful adult I always knew I could be. I may have got a little lost for a while, made my fair share of mistakes, but that’s what growing up is all about. I’m smarter and wiser, and I’m definitely ready for this next chapter of my life to start.