So the title might be a paradox for me. Can't remember the last time I stood still, let alone lived in one place for more than 3 years. Since about 2001, I have lived at 9 different addresses. 4 of those took place in the last 12 months. Really, what is wrong with me?
In 2009 I drove between Seattle and Phoenix atleast 3 times (both ways), Seattle and DC twice.
All of these trips were fun and most memorable, although several times quite lonely (as I did about 2/3 of them by myself-with Kelley and Clyde).
What am I trying to prove? Just seemed like (at the time) something needed to get done, so I did it.
I am trying to settle down. That I am running away is a definite possibility. Maybe. I don't know. Don't have time to think about whether or not I am escaping in each move. I am too tired.
Guess I am hoping for a reason to stay in each destination. Most recently work has taken me to the places most likely to succeed. For now that is DC. And! I kid you not I just got done applying for a great job in Boston. I am so not planning on moving, but that would be the 5th stop in less than a year. Crap and a half.
My goal in life for the next 2 years is to somehow formulate a decent life and stop wandering. The two can co-exist, even if never before for me!
I stayed home sick today from work (wicked sore throat) and it almost 4pm. Still haven't laid back down. That is next on the agenda. First I have to read my bible study!!
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