I pinkie freaking swear! I am going to blog!

Oh, sorry, did I get that in your eye? I was just dusting off this ole blog of mine. Yes, the one I have neglected. The one I think about constantly. The one I keep promising myself to keep up to date. Annoyed with myself much? Yes. There is far too much going on in this brain of mine to not share. And share often.

So where did we leave off? Ah, yes, I decided to ignore logic and pack my bags and move to Colorado. Not once have I regretted that decision. (Side note: No place has felt this much like home since I was a child.)

So let’s touch on the major changes in my life:

The paycheck: After a single month of intense searching, I found a great fit. I feel like I have found a company that I can mold daily.  Perks? Awesome clients, a boss that pushes me to do what I love (network, social media, copy writing), an office dog, a sweet set of co-workers (4 to be exact), my own massive Mac and to top it off: an office in a supa-sweet area of DT Denver (LoDo).

The living quarters: For the third time in three years I had moved into someone else’s space (their photos on the wall, their choice in décor, etc.), which left me feeling unsettled. Dramatic change has occurred and I am now feeling like the space is becoming mine too. Did I mention I am living in the burbs for the first time in my life? That’s a whole post on it’s own.

The social life: If you had asked me last summer if I loved attending - charity event, after happy hour, after networking event, after board meeting, after another happy hour – I would have said yes, with enthusiasm. But really, I was worn out. I had two jobs, a ton of friends I didn’t see often enough (miss them all) and I somehow kicked ass in my get-to-the-gym competition. I do miss it, but I stumbled upon this magical thing… they are called Lazy Sundays (or, for many, it’s ‘Get Shit Done Sundays’). Oh! And I have saved a lot of money (without dumping money into the big black hole that are bar tabs).

So what is the best thing about my life in CO? For 6 months I have felt like I am on some kind of adventure. I am constantly wandering, encountering unfamiliar faces and fiddling with my Garmin. I love it.

I have now tasked myself with the job of convincing all of my loved ones to come here. What do you say, a mass migration to CO?