This time last year I was packing up everything to move across the country. In fact, exactly a year ago, the truck pulled away with all my earthly possessions (except the essentials). As I rehearsed many times last fall moving is like a break-up – at first you notice every day or week that passes, and then the month-versaries, and then eventually you start to notice less how long it’s been.
So now it’s been a year, and I swear the fall went by so so unbearably slowly. So many days of waiting for the sun to come out (*not* just figuratively). And now it’s summer, and HOT. I love it. Don’t get me wrong – I still think Austin may be the best city in the country – I haven’t gotten rid of my real estate there and visited 4 times in the last year. But I guess I’ve sorta made a home here too. It still doesn’t feel comfortable, but better than just bearable.
So this time this year, I pack again but for a week-long vacation with my co-conspirator and awesome family. Looking forward to a week of sharing a bed with my 3 year old niece, and lots and lots of sunshine.
*picture above taken with my old canon point and shoot. cal botanical gardens.