Not even aware of the grand significance of the date, I invited Concert Katrina to Casa Del Mar for dinner tonight. She had been bumping around Match, as had I, and we thought it time to compare notes.
Midway through dinner, I gleefully remembered that exactly six months ago, she and I labored from dawn 'til dinner moving my worldly possessions from Horton to Here. Just the two of us, a mini-van and the perfect dose of arrogance convincing us that we could do it on our own. And we did.
So here I sit. In my house. Halfway through what seemed like an eternal lease. And I couldn't love my life more. From the sad little girl who began pouring out her heart here a January ago to the woman who now recharges her soul from her Chair of Fabulosity daily, I embrace the changes that I've created as well as endured.
Cheers, Casa Del Mar! I can't wait to see what the next six months hold.