Things Are Moving, and Hopefully Forward:

The Move

As far as my move goes, I had an lovely interview today for the job I want in Philly, and next week I’m having dinner with the beautiful soul who wants to drive Spencer and I across the country.  

My little one molted the last time he was on a train and changed shells the last time he was in a car; so I think he’ll enjoy the trip: perhaps traveling reminds him of the sea.

Also his birthday is coming up at the end of June and I can’t wait to shower him with even more presents.  There are a lot of people that I love whom I’ve lost this year, and yet this little hermit crab has held on unwaveringly.  He absolutely is one of the best things in my life right now.

The Me

Speaking of which, I’m a little lost.  I’ve learned that I’m at my happiest when I have someone to love, and with the absence of many of those that I thought of as family, I’ve started to lose hope in having people to truly love; and in tandem, ever being really happy.

I remember when I was at my happiest, and that’s not only lost in the past, but it’s not even remotely dreamed of by the person with whom I shared those memories.

So it’s time for new memories, and perhaps some changes in what I hope for.

I need a new reason to wake up to each morning.

The Health

And speaking of mornings, my health is a bit finicky.

My body tends to do what it wants.  No matter how early I go to bed or how many alarms I set, my body has been forcing me to sleep an average of 12 hours a night.  Add in the 4 hour-commute to and from work, plus my 9 hour shifts, I now have -1 hours for myself each day (and yes I tend to get ready for work on my bus ride there…).  Again, it’s time for a change.

ALSO

I realize I have never posted about the current theory of what’s wrong with me.  Perhaps that because I’ve been getting used to it.  It's a bit long, so I've created a separate post for it, which you can find by clicking on this blurry but happy photo of Spencer and I: