Five months ago everything in my life started changing, and I didn’t even know it.
I started changing.
Five months ago I sent a resume to a company in Fort Myers that I’d never heard of. Four and a half months ago I came down to Punta Gorda for the first time. Continue reading
So there’s something I’ve had to do with this move that’s been a fairly breathtaking thing for me.
And yes, for those of you playing along at home… I have moved… further south… with a lovely ocean view and all that entails. In fact I’ve got a new fabulous gig, in a new wonderful little town, with new… well… new pretty much everything! And no worries… it’s all good! Sometimes you just have to push the reset button and see what happens.
Anyway, together with all of the excitement is the bad part… because there’s always a bit of negative in all positives. For me that has been the fact that everything about this move is in my name… the lease, the electric, the water, the internet, the renters insurance… everything… and I’m the one that had to make all of it happen. I had to find the house, qualify for it, set up all of the services I need for it, and next up is coordinating the move into it. And I realized as I’ve worked my way through all of this that this is only the second time in my life that I’ve had to adult at this level.
Seriously. Only the second time. And I am 53.
And that knowledge, honestly, is very intimidating. And crazy-making. And it’s making me very retrospective about all of my choices in life. Mainly the one where I have been kidding myself for years that I’m independent.
Yeah right. Um hmm. #notsomuch
Oh I’m sure I’ll be writing a lot more about all of this but suffice to say it’s a lot to process. A lot. But I’m muddling through. Slowly but surely. Like molasses in Massachusetts in January.
But in the meantime keep my immature butt in your thoughts. And picture me adulting. You’re welcome. Guess I should start charging for the laughs…
So yeah… lots of stuff going on kids… ALL. OF. THE. STUFF. Head is spinning from all of the changes that are happening really damned fast and if you follow me on Facebook then you already know the scoop. However, until I get some security updates done on this bloggity blog thing I won’t be talking about ALL. OF. THE. STUFF. on here for a while.
Remember the social and cyber stalking I dealt with a long time ago? Yeah… that’s a problem… again…
So yesterday I said something that was so true and yet so surprising to write… I think my quote was “… I am happier in my own skin than I have been in years…” and while that might sound a bit surprising coming from me the truth in that statement is beyond truthiness. Continue reading
So yeah… the birthday has come and gone… and quite a birthday it was. Honestly this one, while not as glitzy and over the top as Vegas in ’15, was likely one of the best in a very long time. From the people who joined me to the places I visited to all of the amazing food and drink I enjoyed… I’m not sure I could have drawn a picture of a more perfect time if I had tried. And the best part? I didn’t have to try. That was the best part of this birthday in fact… I didn’t have to try because I wasn’t in charge. I was in fact told that I was not going to be told anything about any of the plans for me or given choices on any of them. Someone else did all the planning. All I had to deal with was being totally out of control.
Spoiler alert… I liked it. A lot.
And I know that over half of you just fell over in a faint at that. Yes, Ms Control Freak was not in charge. At all. In any way. And I’m the world’s official worst at controlling stuff. That’s what I do. That might be what I do best. But not this time. This time I handed it over… willingly… and had the best time I’ve had in a long time. And this year, although it might surprise you guys, the joy wasn’t in the gifts and the attention… nope. The joy was in the people who were there. The people who took time out of their lives on either Friday or Saturday nights to meet up and just spend time together.
What a wonderful thing.
There were several points over those two nights when I was just watching things unfold, various groups talking and laughing, and it dawned on me that there were many connections present that didn’t even exist a year ago. There’s people in my life today who’ve become a part of my fabric so effortlessly that I now feel like they must have been there forever, but they haven’t. And then I realized that the mix of people that were present were exactly typical of any event I plan myself… because my circle is so diverse that when I start inviting I just select people, regardless of whether they know each other or not, regardless of whether they have anything in common, because I love pitching people together and watching the interaction. So the planners had done exactly what I would have done. They planned absolutely perfectly for me. And that’s when I knew I’ve gotten incredibly lucky yet again with the people I’ve chosen to be in my life.
Make no mistake, I’ve built a village here that’s a lot like me… a village that I love… and I’m constantly adding to it… with no commonality other than liking each other and enjoying each other’s company. I love my village… I love being their idiot… and I’m reasonably sure this is the happiest I’ve been in my skin in a very long time. And even though I’m building another village these days, one that sits a bit further south, rest assured that I’m not leaving this one. This is the one I love, this is home. Lakeland is my home. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow.
Yes, you can go home again.
And this is where I thank you all for welcoming me back home. For being a part of my life. For celebrating with me… with us… together… and not just this weekend and this birthday but everything… the big moments and the small. Thanks. Such a small word but it says everything. Thanks.
Thanks for being in my life. Just thanks.
Here’s a toast to 52… it’s been a mix but I’m ending it smiling and that’s what counts. Thanks to everyone in my life for all of the love… I am blessed beyond measure for the gift of each of you. You’ve carried me through lots of change, lots of things I never expected, and so many things I didn’t see coming.
I may be blind… don’t tell the DMV 😉
But now it’s time for year 53… so c’mon kids… let’s do this… go big or go home!
JK you don’t really get to go home… well maybe that person in the back… not even sure why she’s here anyway… oh and Wellman… he’ll ghost if I don’t give him permission so I might as well say he can leave. The rest of you? Nope!
Get busy living or get busy dying… it’s a choice… I choose life. And today I am happy. Because I choose happy.
Now let’s get this party started!