It’s been a weird year. 

YAY! 

We traveled a ton and visited cool new places, including seven new states, three presidential libraries, and a new Disney Resort. We touched both the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans this year. We celebrated our 14th wedding anniversary and Lucy’s 13th gotcha day. I grew food in my little container garden. I’m pretty sure I sent a personal record number of pieces of snail mail. A new cousin married into the family. I discovered the perfect Dairy Queen treat - Peanut Buster Parfait add peanut butter sauce. I made my favorite Halloween costume to date - a Ms. Pac-Man game. We started a Christmas blow mold collection. 

Boo! 

No new house, we spent the entire year living with my parents and all of our shit is still in storage. No real job, a full calendar year in which I didn’t work. This is the longest I’ve ever gone without working since I got my first job at 16. I’m sick of not working now and if I don’t get a job soon I think my brain will melt. We said goodbye to my parent’s dog Jasper. I had some abnormal celled skin removed, twice. We got run off the road and then sideswiped by a semi-truck. 

Our life explosion that began almost a year and a half ago has been so weird. I didn’t have a whole lot of expectations going into this hot mess, but anything I had expected, dumpster fire. I thought we’d be settled into something new by now, not still in a lurch. At the very least I thought we’d have a new house and our stuff out of storage. 

So while we have had a lot of really great days and weeks, this year has been an emotional nightmare and I hope we don’t somehow get caught in a Groundhog Day situation where I have to relive any part of it over. 

Peace out 2023.