Coming Out of the Cave

Yesterday I did a brain dump from 2012 and threw out my gut-feeling resolutions for 2013, including the confession that I have been feeling A. lonely and B. like a bad friend. Today I caught up with some very excellent Houston friends I haven't seen in a few months at least, so cheers to declaring intentions!

I spent a lot of 2012 "in limbo" or interviewing for jobs -- the latter reason why I didn't blog much. I didn't want to write about the experience publicly for fear it would get back to a potential interviewer, but it was such a huge part of my year, it was hard to find other things to write about, at the time. Literally every single month I had at least one pending job opportunity that resulted in me living in a world of "I might be moving next month." Combined with uncomfortable changes at my then-job, I checked out. Like, in February.

Mid-way through the year, I wrote:

I am having to face the reality that this move might not happen for me this year, and/or it might not be the best thing for Josh and I anymore. And in the meantime, I am wondering where the year went -- mourning the relationships I let slip because I've been living with one foot in California, wondering what opportunities I missed out on because I didn't want to commit to new things. 

Since that time, of course, Josh moved to Houston in a surprise plot twist and I started a new job where I now work remotely (enter: The Cave). In a lot of ways, we're still In Limbo, but we made the decision to be there together, and that has turned out to be a pretty great thing.