Moving Party

"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance."
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Mission accomplished. The move did turn out to be a party -- though one where we worked very hard! In the party invite, I must have forgotten to mention the steep 49 step climb up to P's place (I mean our place). Oh well, my "movers" made the best of it and appreciated the fact that in addition to helping a friend they got a great cardio and weight workout.

In order to make the move more festive, I donned my St. Patrick's green clothes, green beaded necklace, and blonde wig. I was also going to wear a tiara, but I thought that might be going overboard. Hehe. Anyway, I raised quite a few eyebrows at U-Haul with my outfit, but the kids were delighted and my future step-daughter asked to borrow another blonde wig and a green shirt so that we would be matching. Luckily I've got two blonde wigs. :)

In all the festivities, I forgot to photograph the event. I especially wanted to photograph, recognize, and thank my party-goers, Jeff, Rick, and Nick, for being such stellar friends and taking most of their Saturday to move me and my furniture up and down a mountain. Those guys totally rock!!! I also want to thank my new family for working their tails off (especially little T. who insisted on trying to carry boxes nearly double his size! and P. for working magic through sweat and organization). Lastly, I want to thank B, my future sister-in-law, for coming over and making us dinner later that night.

Last day of this part of my life

"Make voyages! -- Attempt them! -- there's nothing else."
– Tennessee Williams

I am in my bedroom alone right now. It's my last night in my house. Tomorrow I move to P's house. It's a little strange to be here surrounded by boxes and suitcases, and knowing that tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life, and all that. I'm excited, though a part of me is sad to say goodbye to my truly single life. Though I yearned to be in a relationship for so long, there are nice things about being single. Even though it's nicer to be with P. than without him, it was also nice to have my own space to come back to. I had a sanctuary here. I can still create my sanctuary, but in a different space and in a different way. Anyway, this is slightly bittersweet, but mostly sweet. I'm thrilled about this next phase of my life.

In customary fashion, I've made moving into a party. It's going to be a St. Patty's Day, Mexican food and beer moving party. I've invited my nearest and dearest, and some helpful die-hards are coming to help. It should be fun, and the way I think of it -- the first day of the rest of your life should be fun. It has to set the tone for what's to come.

In other news, I've accepted a job. It's a law job?!? I've been working with a small IP litigation boutique as a contract attorney and I've been really enjoying it. Who would have thunk? Anyway, it's much fewer hours than I was working before for slightly more money. Nice trick, eh? Life is good.