It’s a new year.
*sigh*
With a new year comes the obligatory reflection on the year past, and looking back I realize just how tumultuous 2011 was. There were ups, and there were downs. Boy, were there downs. And struggles. Like when the BF first moved to Charlotte and the struggle I faced in deciding to move away from home. Then, I struggled to sell my house, struggled to rent my house, and struggled to find a condo to rent. When I couldn’t sell the house, I struggled with becoming a landlord. I struggled with the world’s worst movers. Then, I struggled to plant baby roots in a new city. I started my new job and struggled with the realization that it wasn’t exactly what I was looking for. I struggled with the decision to leave that new job for a new-new job. I struggled to be happy. Far too much.