A better year to come?

Here is hoping 2012 is a better year.

I'm ready for 2011 to come to a close and a new beginning to happen.

To help myself in this project, after just short of five years at my current address, I am changing it. And I'm excited.

I think.

This is a tough move for me to make. I spent my late twenties at this house. I learned so many stories about the people who lived in this house and I made my own memories.

I have locked myself out of my house not once, not twice but at LEAST three times. A couple of those times I happened to have an old gift card in my wallet to where I used to break into my own house. I then later proceeded to break my key in my door, yeah my dad loved that one. My neighbors have been helpful since I gave them a key, I have been able to get back into my house much easier. Luckily- I was never locked out when they weren't home nor did I need a key to his house to retrieve a key. Bonus.

I had an ugly sweater party at Christmas one year. I kicked the last group out at 3 a.m. and they ended up bothering my neighbors. Oops. Multiple birthday parties were celebrated here. Some outside, some inside, none dull. I found a 5k route in the neighborhood. I'm biking distance from Dillon's, QuikTrip, and the liquor store. Well, three liquor stores for that matter. I have friends in this area.

I also have one I need to not ever see and unfortunately, I have seen him recently. Not by choice but driving. I haven't done anything different on my routes it has just happened. And considering I haven't seen him much in the five years I've been here and I'm seeing him more now, it's a good sign it's time to move.

I hate moving. I hate packing more than I hate moving. I realize I have a lot of shit. But I have to say, most of it is put away or boxed up. I hope I can keep this up. I like being neat and clean, but I'm not OCD about it. this is my chance to toss things I don't need or want or use anymore. And it's a hard to let part of my past go. Especially my photography side. I haven't used any of my darkroom stuff since I moved here...before I moved here actually. I haven't used it since I moved from the duplex the first time. And I'm ok with letting it go. It was a great time in my life, but I'm over it. I'm a different person now and I'm good with that.

I just need to get rid of my past.

this is a good move for me. It really is, but I can't help but be sad I'm leaving here. Since I moved out from my parents' house when I was 20, this is the longest I have lived at a place without moving. I hate this, I hate moving. And I hate asking people for help to move. I have people who have been so helpful in offering their help or their trucks. I just feel like an inconvenience with it all. Which I'm sure I am, but who isn't at times, right?

I'm just ready to be in new place, new year. Something good has to come out of this, right? I need a good year. I need some good luck. I hope 2012 is holding it.