each and every kiss.
sealed with secret:

i love you i love you i love you.

So Sweet, My Upbeat... Little Cliche.

Out of my Mother's House... Again!

I think this makes the 5th time that I have officially moved out of my childhood home. And while I would like to say that it is for good... you really never know with me.

But let us not dwell on past negativity in my new place! Especially since it is definitely an upgrade. A nice little townhouse, up a little further north, with a deck looking out on the woods and a creek, a hammock in the back yard below, a fully stocked bar, fireplace, my own master suite with full bath, and not to mention... a beer pong table.

In addition to the materialistic benefits, I am in a tizzy of giggles over how much personal space and time I will have again. With my physically demanding, stressful, wacked out schedule of employment, I have realized that it is imperative that I have a comfortable place to come home to.

No more worrying about getting into confrontations with my mom or my brother. No more being paranoid that I am antisocial when the fiance is over. No more having to worry about the cats killing each other (in fact, I think Bean may already know he is the king of this new castle). No more having 3/4 of my possessions in storage. No more twin bed. And no more having to let people know what my schedule is for the next hour/day/week/year.

Sigh. I feel 60 lbs lighter already.

Oh oh! And lastly, I can have people over again! So just let me know if you're ever in the neighborhood... I've got a patio seat and a beer waiting with your name on it.