Moving

So I'm getting ready to move... again. I've moved far too much in my life. Hopefully sooner than later I will find where I 'belong' in this world. My little place if you will. Granted the new place will be nice. My bedroom is much larger than the one I have here. Two major plusses is this - I walk out one door and there is the pool... I step into the other part of my bedroom and hello hot tub room! My daughters room will also be far larger than the one she has here.... it's actually two rooms for her, so she should be quite happy. In the past couple months it seems life as I had known it slowly disintegrated before my eyes. I lost my job, my car 'exploded', I lost my guy, I lost my home... definitely a case of 'enough is enough'. So onto the next chapter I move with my little girl. I don't know what the future will hold but I'm hopeful it holds all the happiness I've been searching for. Who knows? Just another adventure... wish me luck!

Push

I have come to realize just how much I push people away in my life. Maybe push is the wrong word but I'm not sure how else to describe it. I let very few people stay in my life. Some people have friends from high school, I don't. Not because I didn't have friends then, but for some reason I just drift away from people. I make no effort whatsoever to keep friendships alive. Why do I do this? Well, I have no clue. Relationship wise I'm a long term girl, always have been. 3 years, 8 years, and then 3 and a half years. Though... I am not even slightly friends with any of those people. Thing is, I don't care. Best friends from the past who I used to share everything with... poof. Somehow I drift away from them and although I may think of them often... I have no inclination whatsoever to seek them out and talk to them, go for coffee... whatever. Once you're out of my life, you're just out. When you are in my life, I dedicate a ridiculous amount of myself to people... but once gone it's just done. I think it's funny I've done this my entire life without even realizing it. Right now, in this transition I am in, everyone has been pushed out except my father and my daughter. Even my relationship with my dad is crap. We talk about once a week... we are the only family either one of us has. We live under an hour apart and we barely visit. Anyway, I dunno... was just sitting here this afternoon thinking about all the people here that I have known for three and a half years, and that after I move (which should be any day now) I will more than likely see none of them ever again. It's an odd sensation. Cheers to moving on and seeing what the next chapter in life holds...

xoxo ~Silly