The One With the New Job...

As I sit here, shoulder to shoulder with my better half, the newest chapter of my life approaches one agonizing minute at a time. I should be sleeping by now, considering that I have to get up at a time that I haven't consistently woken up at since my stint as a teacher in Costa Rica. The first 48 flashes on the TV screen, ticking down the crime solvers deadline, constantly reminding me that I have several of my own countdowns.

Tomorrow, tomorrow I start a job as a communications specialist. Don't ask me what that is supposed to mean. During the interview I learned that the position is new and it sounds like I will be filling in the areas in which they find themselves needing help. I think that it will a challenge, but a good challenge. I think that it will be the path that will start a long, successful career--I hope!

This isn't the only part of my life changing and progressing . It has been a mission, but I am in the process of signing my next year away to a scatterbrained landlord, uptight association and a jem of a boyfriend. I will be solely responsible for everything in my life beginning very soon.

Despite all these new challenges and changes in my life, I am so excited to make the turn over to be an independent adult that I am not even remotely nervous!! If anything I am anxious and excited to learn all the new things I will be doing on a daily bases--so that I can start complaining about the mundane nature of my job on here already! ;) I am excited to move into my beautiful apartment with the Hunniez and start getting into a schedule and rhythm together. I can't wait to organize the sparce pieces of furniture, bedding and kitchen equipment that I already have in their proper places. Making my own little home with my Papo and the love of my life.

I look forward to finally getting into a space where the Hunniez and I can learning the little annoying things about each other. Having a space where we can spontaneously slow dance on the patio with no music, the nights where we curse ourselves for having to eat "that again". The nights where we cuddle on the couch watching Top Chef and the First 48. Every little celebration and struggle, all the laughs and tears in my eminent future are a blessing because I am doing it with a genuinely good man! (and a personality filled pup!)