So, today I did want I wanted to do twelve months ago today. Sleep. You see, it was exactly 52 weeks ago that my brother and I got out of bed at 4:00AM and started on our 1000 mile journey north. Him in front with his truck pulling the white trailer me in back driving my sister-in-law’s Expedition towing my car behind. 365 days ago I experienced my first silver trees. I drove through my first icy parking lot. I watched the outside temperature drop to single digits for, I think, the first time. I believe it was the first time that I drove across the California border (I’d been out of California but I was never the one behind the wheel before). Today I’m thinking about all that’s happened in the past year. I’m not where I thought I wanted to be 12 months ago, but I’m pretty darn happy with where I am. It’s been a long road but a pretty awesome one (even with the bumps).

So, here’s to a happy moving day anniversary!! I think I’m going to celebrate with a nap. LOL (OK, maybe not, but I’m not doing much today — I need a day off.)

Till later…