Let it be

I have never felt more at home or like life has finally placed me on the right path. I suppose this is what it feels like when you finally figure things out, at least for the time being. Life has always had this way of diverting me off my original path of origin and I have always been so lost and not sure how to find myself back on track. Then again, I suppose that is how I got to where I am at this point, feeling so confident and reassured.

It's hard to explain how I knew that this was the right decision for me. I had contemplated making this move for almost a year (first learning of the position in December). I came home from Columbus one weekend and just thought to myself that it was time. Time for a change and time to make a new life. And less than a month later I find myself broke, it a beautiful new apartment, in a new city with a new job that I enjoy more than anything that will provide me the opportunity to travel and learn from some of the greatest coaches in the industry.

I spent my weekend by touring the city with a new guy on Friday. Though his height is a shortcoming, it is getting to be the only thing that I don't like about him and so he's growing on me. Sorry for the puns, I can't resist. But he's smart and cultured and owns his own business and house and he's completely into me. From the first date he calls and texts and pursues me constantly which is great. Am I ready to put all my eggs in one basket? Of course not. But where my dating life has been anything but successful in Cleveland, it seems to be overly opposite down here.

Last night I went to a bbq hosted by one of the coaches at work. It was refreshing. Everyone there gets along so well and is so welcoming and everyone knows each other outside of working together. They take trips together and know each other's husbands and children and I'm happy to be a part of that. To be a part of something bigger than just going to the office and going home. Afterwards I met my friend Burke out downtown for a few drinks and had a moment of irony.

The night before I found myself on a street whose name was the same as the last name of the "roofer." The street was ironically named after his great great grandfather. I chose to ignore the irony of this at the time but then last night, I look across the bar and there is his business partner and friend whom Ann dated. Even in Columbus these strange things happen. Yet I typically would find myself wondering if this had a deeper meaning behind it, and instead I simply looked at it is pure irony. A sense of humor. I laughed and took it as a final goodbye. Moving on! Letting it be.

I apologize for constantly being in a state of optimism and happiness! But life couldn't be better at the moment!