First post

I've moved around a lot. Online and in real life. This isn't my first appearance in type on the web, not even my first blog. Like apartments and diaries, I find thrill and then comfort in a new blog, then I start getting what I call "root bound". When a plant has lived in its pot long enough that the roots reach the walls of the pot and start winding round and round, it is root bound and ready for a transplant or repotting. And so, frequently, I find myself some new digs and start over.

I have reached a new part of my life now (31 years in) where I think I might find a way to keep myself in one place. I have a man in my life who is perfect for me and I can't imagine not being with him. It is funny in a way - because his job ties him to this area, and my heart ties me to him - so the fact that I don't much like this part of the country has become... well, moot, I guess.

I'm still prone to getting root bound in other ways - my job is smothering me and I can't wait to find a new one, but I'm trying to stick this one out at least till I hit my two-year mark. Employers don't like nomads like me. But at least one part of me is finally experiencing something more enduring. My heart only looks forward now, to each tomorrow with my guy. That makes me think/hope that someday I'll find myself settled and happy with everything else - job, home, maybe even blog.

So, that's why I'm starting this blog now. It's almost an experiment. Let’s see how long I can keep up with it. It isn't really here for any purpose beyond that, and maybe to chase away occasional boredom. I'm sure in the meantime, if I'm good about it, it will also chronicle the second year of my wonderful relationship.