This has been a year of significant change, not just in location but in the way in which one approaches life.
That sounded like one of the transcendental meditation podcasts I listen to in the car which means I have been spending entirely too much time in the car but duty calls.
Aside from my Tony Robbins-esque intro, something was profoundly different about this year. I mulled over 2017 as I was driving around last week (aka working), and came up with…
“I have positive feelings about this year, but I’m too tired to figure out what they are”
Maybe this 2017 in review will help put the pieces together…
I began preparing for 2017 in 2016 so that is where our story begins. One morning in early December I shot up, naturally like a bat out of hell, and exclaimed, “It’s time to move to Richmond.” For one cosmic reason or another I had spent all of Thanksgiving break remodeling my basement. The murderous dungeon look was getting old and I figured with a few more fixes it would be ready to rent out.
I was ready to rock and roll to RVA but life had other plans. In early January I lost one of my favorite people and my family was missing a puzzle piece, Uncle Andy. Cancer sucks so I spent January having a lot of gin in his honor, no blue cheese olives though.
On January 21st my second cousins Tracey and Mary, and my friend MB and I, went to the Women’s March in DC. I can say without a doubt it was the most amazing thing I have ever been a part of. The atmosphere was so happy, supportive and peaceful. The sheer volume of people was overwhelming. Cell service died the second you crossed the DC line and women were climbing up lamp posts trying to see the edge of the crowd only there was no edge in sight. Once we decided it was time to go, we made it to the edge and found a bar, so no worries there.
February started out a little lackluster compared to January, naturally I had to fix that. I was headed to see my friends, Summer and Jeslyn, in Richmond when my Dad called to ask if I was apartment hunting. I simply replied, “No, I don’t think I’m ready yet.” The second the words came out of my mouth I felt they were wrong. The next thing I knew my GPS took me to an apartment building in Downtown Richmond where they offered me a free month’s rent. I signed the lease that day. Holy Moly Batman!
My realtor was surprised to get my call but she came Sunday and took pictures anyway. My house went on MLS at 8:00am and by 1:00pm I had two rental applications! The hustle was on to get out!
Naturally the plan was to get settled and then examine the job market but right before the moving truck pulled out I got a call for a new job in Richmond…and then I got 3 more calls. Life was hectic to say the least but I finally found the perfect fit and started my new job in May.
Speaking of May, Mom decided to come down for my birthday. She had come to help me move back in March but the first rule of fight club is you don’t talk about fight club. We went to the beach for my birthday and promptly got pelted with hail and rain for 2 days. In August, when I went to Northern Wisconsin, winter started early and I had to buy a new wardrobe. I get that it’s a ‘cold’ state but 45 degrees in August is not expected. Vacation was not on the itinerary for 2017 apparently.
Work really started to ramp up in mid June and I’ve been running at hyper speed ever since. It has been both fulfilling and exhausting. I love what I do now but I’ve made the executive decision to pre plan all 2018 vacations, in different times zones and with limited cell service. My adventures from a Hut in Timbuktu will be the title of next year’s christmas letter, so be sure to stay tuned (I really am turning into my father).
I’m sure by now you’re wondering why I chose to call this letter The End of Book One. You smarty pants always keep me on my toes! Well, this year felt like an ending more than any other. I love and miss all my friends in Fredericksburg but it was time to go. Richmond was the right place at the right time and now I’ve got a new city that needs exploring, a new career that needs rocking and new zest for life. Preparations for Book 2 are already underway and I have a sneaking suspicion that we’re all gonna like it!
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year