It's raining.  It's raining like a baptismal font, bathing me in Seattle glory.  It's the second rainiest Seattle January on record, like a sky parade in my honor.  The Seahawks are going to the Superbowl for the first time ever.  Clearly, Seattle knows I'm home.

I've been here now, in the town of my birth, for four months.  Today we finally officially sold our house in Minneapolis.  I don't know how to react.  I'm relieved, certainly.  But mildly maudlin as well.  It's to be expected as I am painfully sentimental, even for memories that are less than ideal.  I miss my friends in Minneapolis, but I don't miss living there. 

My job is going well-ish.  I love working for public radio and the nerd-cred that it affords me.  I love the people I work with.  I love driving downtown every day, sailing down hills watching the mountains greet me, walking in the shadow of the Space Needle to my building.  But it's a hard job.  A really hard job.  I'm working the hardest I ever have and riding an embarrassing roller coaster of emotion almost daily.  It's like having your ego exfoliated every hour on the hour.  I don't honestly know if I'm good enough, but I'm going to try.  I owe it to myself. 

I've been dog tired between work and learning where things are and trying to make new friends, and I'm sorry I haven't been on here.  I just haven't had the energy.  But I love you guys and hope you're well.

xoxoxox

Greetings!  Sorry I've been awol for awhile.  Moving is a bitch.  Anyway, we got here safely, despite the extra 36 hours we had to spend in Bismarck, North Dakota due to a freak snowstorm.  John valiantly drove the 26 foot U-Haul with my car on an auto transport on the back the entire 1666 miles. 

The apartment is fabulous.  Our neighborhood rocks.  You can walk to everything.  We've just been settling in and slowly unpacking.  It never used to take this long.  I'm clearly old or just overladen with stuff. 

I got a job!  I am now working as an underwriter for public radio, which is frankly a dream job because I'm just that sort of nerd.  I went through a very long interview process that even included a pee test (I passed) and am now excitedly awaiting my first day on Tuesday.

Everything is wonderful.  I'm embarrassingly happy.  I can't believe I was gone from this place for four and a half years.  The NW is my home.  I am a tree-hugging card carying weirdo who loves rain and the ability to be freely myself.  I aint leaving again.

xo