An apology

We are getting ready for the end of a beautiful summer and the beginning of a long winter. It is only October and they are forecasting snow. I can't help but wonder why I moved to a place like this, and then I look out the second store window of Night Herring at the Old Buckhorn Bar and remember why I agreed to it. The first few weeks were extremely difficult but I am slowly beginning to feel more and more at home. I now have a favorite bar: The Ruffed Up Duck, a favorite diner: The Prairie Rose, a place to go to get cute birthday cards: Poppy, and I know where to got to get the best pizza: Crow Bar. And I have yet to kill my boyfriend, which is likely due in part to the fact that our schedules tend to conflict quite a bit. So Laramie, I owe you an apology. I came here thinking that you had nothing to offer me, only to realize that this is the first time in quite a long time that I feel at home.

Almost done

It has need a long, adventures and beautiful summer. But the leaves have started to change colors and the hail storms have started, which has given me a great deal of time to finally start cleaning up the trailer. And so that is what I have been doing for the last three days. I have done nine loads of laundry, made two trips to Walmart, two loads of dishes, washed the dog, filled five trash bags and vacuumed every room twice, but I must say the place looks good. And I am so close to being done. I have to say the bedroom looks good and I am finally willing to show off my room. Yes I made that headboard and yes, I did mount those antlers. .

And now I only have a little more to do in the living room, kitchen and laundry room, which should only take until next Tuesday

Changing

Almost 9 months ago, I left California for Colorado in search of adventure. During that time, I considered leaving at least once a week for the first three months. I was unemployed, didn't know where anything was, didn't know anyone and just felt completely alone. And then in one week, I met a boy and found a job that would do for the time being and became extremely happy. Life in Colorado was wonderful, but I began feeling restless. I have not lived in one place for longer than a year in six years, thanks to college, broken relationships and just a need for change, and that need hit again. So yesterday I put in my two week notice at work, put my room up on craigslist and began a mental note of all the things I need to sell in order to fit everything into my car to move in with my boyfriend in Laramie, WY. This is my story, a girl who spent the majority of 2006-2011 living in the major cities of California and is now moving to a state that has half the population of LA, and could not be more excited. So here we go again, finding a new job, learning my way around a new town, and trying to make new friends. Here is to a new adventure, another chapter, another challenge