Ok this is my third attempt at starting a blog and I swear it’s gonna stay this time. Well, as long as my life is eventful enough to talk about (which isn’t often the case). I’d have a million things to talk about if I didn’t condense it down to just the last couple of days. I moved to WA from CO back in October in order to be close to my family (this is the state where most of them live), and because I found out my brother (whom I’m very close with) and his wife were going to have a baby. This was my only chance for being an Auntie and I wanted this little kid to know who I was. Some of my younger cousins don’t even know me because I’ve always been in CO. It’s kind of sad.

Anyway, I’ve been living with my brother and his wife for these few months to have time to find a job and get on my feet. Well, like my crappy life always turns out, nothing was going right for me here. I was “forced” to quit one job and lasted 3 days at another job because it sucked so badly. My relationship was going absolutely nowhere and I was quickly approaching age 25. I know, I know, that’s young to most people, but it feels old. Especially because I’m not married with kids like 75% of my friends from high school and college. It just seemed like WA was definitely not working out for me. It was 3 weeks ago that I realized I had to be out of my brother’s house by the beginning of February and had no money, no job, and no place to go. I made the decision to head back to CO since I was at least comfortable there. I’m not religious, but I am spiritual and have always believed that there are signs in life that lead you in the right direction. I wasn’t finding any anywhere. I felt lower than low.

Then, two nights ago, I couldn’t keep it bottled up anymore and sat down with my brother and his wife and told them I was packing up and leaving for CO ASAP. I knew I wanted to be close to family and near the baby, but I felt like I was trying to swim upstream here. Somehow, after talking and talking and a handful of Kleenex for myself, they convinced me to stay. I had truly thought they didn’t want me around anymore, especially Lisa (my brother Scott’s wife). I guess I was wrong. So I decided to stay, sever all ties with my abusive ex back in CO and focus on being happy here. It was exactly the next day that I got an offer for a job interview and then a few days later I passed that interview with flying colors (at least that’s how I walked out of it feeling). The next day (last Thursday) I was offered the job.

To put the cherry on top of all that, my brother jumped into my bed last night to tell me Lisa’s water had broken and they were going to the hospital. The baby was coming!!! I went to visit this afternoon and the labor was going great. Finally, I felt the need to come home and tidy up a bit because the baby wasn’t due for another 3 weeks so the house wasn’t spotless for visitors (at least in Lisa’s eyes……..it’s funny when she’s anal about little things like that)

And one more thing……just while I was in the middle of writing this post my dad called to say the baby was here! A healthy baby boy with a full head of dark hair. They aren’t telling anyone his name until everyone sees him, but I guess I have to wait until tomorrow to find out. That drives me crazy because I’ve been asking nearly everyday what his name is and they’re excellent secret keepers I’m sad I didn’t stay later this evening, but I’ll definitely be there tomorrow. I’M AN AUNTIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’ll be sure to come home and tell everyone what he looks like. Well, it’s back to cleaning……….