30. 31. Two more months and I hit 32. Time is marching on, but I'm feeling good about it. 30 wasn't scary and was probably my best birthday yet. I spent three days doing exactly what I wanted (sight-seeing in SF) with all (well almost all) of my favorite people.
|Conservatory of Flowers|
|Out on the town|
|Golden Gate Fields|
|Camo in Mississippi|
Moving wasn't really anything significant. I seem to have done it annually since I left home. But I've been settled in my little apartment for almost two years now. It's a pretty nice place for this price in Monterey, but I'm definitely itching for a second room and a bigger kitchen. Maybe someday after the squatter and I save a little money we will move to a bigger place.
And by squatter, I of course mean boyfriend who just won't seem to leave. And by just won't seem to leave, I mean I've never asked him to leave and have actually done the opposite and asked him to move in officially. That should be happening in the next month or so, just as soon as we get the lease details figured out. It's a big step for both of us, but we're both very excited! Because we are of course madly, disgustingly in love. I will spare you the gushing I could do about how wonderful he is and just say that I am a damn lucky girl to have such a great guy.
|Meant to be together|
|Our First Christmas|
And who knows, maybe I'll even blog again before another 1,688 days have passed....