I know. I'm a procrastinator. This post is over due. Suck it.
So...what can I say about 2007? Well, 2 major milestones happened. Getting through one year of being married and moving to a new city. That pretty much sums up the excitement of that year. The End.
Haha. All right. 2007 was
not a bad year or a good year for me. You know, I lied. It was such a sad year for me. One, I missed my friends and family. Two, I was unemployed for almost a quarter of the year. Three, I've cried myself to sleep a lot. But on the same token, I am happy to be alive and healthy. My family is good. Friends are great. So lots to be thankful for.
(This is the part where I get really serious and semi-sappy)
Last year was the biggest wake up call that I am indeed a full fledged adult. Such a trip. The whole moving thing and trying to get our house rented out. Finding a job in a new city. It was scary and liberating at the same time. Scary because it was all so new. Liberating because I can finally live my life without any distractions and really focus on my own family. Lots of good descisions were made that year. But we won't really know how it pans out till a year from August.
Last month marked our one year wedding anniversary. There were a few bumps in the road. No major bumps. But enough to say that this marriage is definitely NORMAL. Moving was the ultimate test of patience for the both of us. Leo and I would fight about the stupidest things. For example, while we were trying to rent our condo out, we got in a huge fight about the paint on the walls. We've tried several types of white paint and made several trips to Home Depot. Leo was frustrated because he refused to paint over the new paint after I told him that "it didn't fucking look right." So instead, we hired some migrant workers. We were so tired and overwhelmed with all the changes that we were both going to go through. I had recently quit my job and so our finances were strapped. It was so bad that we both fell to our knees and cried. Embraced each other and said we were sorry. I remember sitting on the ground of our empty house just reaking of paint and my shirt all soaked in tears. At the time, this was not something I wanted to share on my blog. Although I did blog a lot during July, I remained coy about my feelings. It was a rather difficult moment. Lots of yelling and crying involved. Lots of curse words being thrown back and forth. It wasn't the best of times. But by god, am I glad it's over.
So now we are in 2008. We celebrated new years at home. And for the first time we celebrated it quietly. We watched the ball drop from the comfort of our living room. Although the excitement wasn't there, I was secretly celebrating that 2008 was here to stay for awhile. And that this would be a time to start over, move forward, and leave all that shit behind.
Photos from the move (via crappy camera phone, pre iPhone days):

My dog, Cookie, and the paint cans we cried over.

One of the two migrant workers we hired.

I cancelled my flight and decided to drive Leo's car up to the Bay. So I packed it with the left over crap and some over night clothes. The rest of the stuff in our house was in a seperate trailer heading for the Bay the following week.

My car being trailered for the long journey. This will be the last time it will see San Diego ever.

There is NOTHING IN MIDDLE CALIFORNIA. It was quiet a depressing drive after LA. The coastal scenic routh (I heard) is beautiful. This was the fastest way.

House warming package from dad - so we don't forget who we are when we look at ourselves in the mirror.

Cookie looking out from the window of our new house. This was his first day home.
Labels: Daily, Family, Leo, Life Story, Photos