Moving Right Along

Yes, I know I'm a bad, bad blogger and you've missed me. *wry smile* Now that we have that over with, let's move on, shall we?

Things have been really crazy as of late (like when aren't they these days?), and I have quite honestly had no time but for the most basic of essentials; food, sleep, work, and a little socializing.

I made a very hard decision, and I labored over it for a very long time before I was able to decide what I felt needed to be done for the best of all parties involved. It's not something I care to share with the world, but if you know me well, you know of what I am writing.

While I was making that decision, my lease came up on my apartment, and it was time to move, just after I started two new freelance jobs. In all of that craziness, I ran into an old friend at the library who offered to help me pack for my move, and we reconnected in a way that I never thought possible. I finally have a truly stong and capable man in my life. One who is fully and completely my equal, and I love him dearly. At the time of this writing, we have been together for a little over 3 months and can see no end to our mutual devotion. He has helped me through many tribulations in the short time we have shared.

We're now in the final stages of finding a new place to live (the final, mutual decision comes this Monday), and we hope to be moved in by the 23rd of this month or earlier.

The reason for the odd move-in date is that this coming Friday, I have an appointment with the surgery team that will be assisting at the hospital when I have my hysterectomy on the 24th. After the 23rd, I will be unable to assist with moving in any way, shape, or form for at least 6 weeks. Some women who have had the procedure themselves, have said that the healing process can last for as much as 6 months before I am fully back to my current activity levels.

I'll likely be blogging a a lot more often after the 24th, if for no other reason than the fact that I won't be able to do much but lie in bed propped up on some pillows and recouperate, trying to entertain myself on my laptop for quite some time. Trying to look on the bright side, always. *weak smile*

I am sad, excited, happy, nervous, and terrified all at the same time. A page has turned in the story of my life, and a new chapter has begun.