Not a bad decision after all...

2012 is now upon us. It's the time of year when we've just paid off what we spent over the holidays, and on Valentines Day.
I have often wondered if moving back to Texas was the best decision.
I am glad I've come to come back , see how much my mom , and friends have grown, and continue to be a part of their lives. This is the second year my mom has qualified to run in the Boston Marathon. Jenn Oler is moving into an apartment on her own this time- no room mates this coming March. Jenn Hoy-Lopez is happily married now and has an adorable baby named Persephone, and is graduating soon. Laura is still as smart as ever. I still wonder if there is anything she can't do. (Seriously she knows computers, can sing,dance,and sew.) Carrie is planning to move out of her parents place this summer. Amber is remarried, working and is renting a house now. All of them have been nothing short of kind and generous since my return here.
Jenn Oler was the one who picked me up from the airport, let me tag along with her to a festival, and has been nothing but supportive in all my endeavors despite me being... me. Laura gladly patched up the rose on a red shirt I got here when it was starting to fall off, and my purse when the strap came off. Amber and Jenn Hoy-Lopez have made it crystal clear I am always welcome in their homes. Carrie gave me a ride to work when I needed it , and willingly took me to get my car title changed in my name without complaint, on top of and dying my hair so I can continue to look good.( My friends Carrie has a knack for making anyone look good. If you need fashion, makeup or your hair done- she is the person to talk to. :0))
But generosity aside,I still feel lost in the shuffle sometimes because my mom and friends here all have lives of their own now, and I am still working on getting a life of my own here. I know if I where in Washington I would still have my job there, I would still be seeing my family and friends there on a daily basis, and have cable t.v. I would have been able to go to Canada with Melanie and the Hartmann family, and have a place to go every Friday night. Here on most Friday nights, I am at home on netflix.com looking for a movie to watch. I also feel like I am back in high school sometimes because some problems here haven't gone away. I feel like my mom and I are still as different as night and day sometimes because she's a day person, and I'm a night person.

But, I have learned I am stronger than I thought. I've managed to lose at least 26 pounds since I got back here. My mom, as most already know runs marathons, and my family in Washington is not known for being physically fit, and I just decided that I want to find a healthy medium. I don't dream of running a marathon, but I don't want to be obese either. At first I didn't think I could do this because I know how I am. I am like Garfield the Cat. I like sleeping, annoying people, and a good plate of lasagna. But now that I've passed the twenty pound mark, I think maybe I can do this after all.
As icing on the cake, I saved up enough so I could buy a car. It's a silver 98 four door mercury saber. So now my cat Silver has a silver car to leave pawprints on- woo hoo! lol Oh yeah, and I have a car so I can practice driving now , so I can finally get my license. So, maybe coming back here wasn't such a bad decision after all. It's given me the opportunity to see how strong I really am. I just hope I can continue to rise to any challenges that come my way.