Adios 2012

Officially halfway through the longest flight of my life – somewhere between Boston and San Fran, my mind is thinking three things. One – I can’t believe 2012 is just about over. Thinking about where we were a year ago today blows my mind. I was at my grandmother’s house with my cousins, completely heartbroken that my dear sweet mister had just left for boot camp. I wasn’t adjusting well to being by myself. The second thing I’m thinking is what in the world 2013 will bring. This year, I moved across the country, thousands of miles from everyone and everything I’ve ever known. The mister and I moved into a new house, and shortly made it a home, although I will always consider the good ol’ 207 our “home.” And the third thing I’m thinking – I’m freaking tired. I can’t wait to get back to our hotel and sleep, and sleep, and sleep some more. Being on vacation is exhausting.

This will be the first New Year’s Eve we’ve ever actually spent together, and what better way to spend it than… fireworks? Sure, sounds fun. How about fireworks over the Golden Gate Bridge? What, like that’s a big deal or something? Hahaha, sorry, just rubbing it in. Although I hate being in California, and so far away from everyone I love, without my mister and his amazingly smart little self, I would never get this opportunity. Who else gets to say they have watched fireworks at the stroke of midnight under the Golden Gate Bridge with the love of their life? Counting my blessings today, for sure.

Yesterday, I had to say goodbye to my family (including my mom, which was the hardest part, by the way). I’ve now “said goodbye” 4 times this year. I’ve also traveled East Coast to West, West Coast to East, 5 times since New Year’s Eve last year. I am so lucky, I know. Saying goodbye to my family really sucks, and there isn’t any way to sugar coat that. It just sucks. I always end up crying, and tearing up hours later thinking about it, but that’s life. Being an adult is no fun most of the time, but the few times it is fun include – right now. Living in California (although I hate California), driving up the Pacific Coast Highway 1 (to our house), watching fireworks in San Fran at midnight on New Year’s Eve (almost as good as being in Times Square for the ball drop – another life goal of mine), and taking a five hour nap in a comfy hotel bed (that’s what I’m hoping for, at least).

So although I already miss you all in Maine – mommy, sister #2, and 3, littlest sister, my nana, my new baby cousin and the rest of my fam, my second family, my best friend, and you know… whoever else I missed, it won’t be long ‘til we’re in our next stage of this growing up thing. I’m just praying the next stage happens on the East Coast (if I say that enough, I feel like the universe will just give it to me… do things like that happen?... East Coast East Coast East Coast East Coast…).

Happy New Year’s to you all. I could be all responsible and such, and say “Don’t drink and drive, be safe, don’t alcohol-poison yourself, don’t get date-rape drugged” or anything of the sort, but instead I’ll just say, see ya next year ;)

PS – We made it to the hotel. We are taking the BART into town tonight… hoping we don’t miss our exit or we’ll end up in Oakland after dark. How scary would that be? Then again, it’d make for a great blog… you know, if I made it out alive. I am in my pajamas, not napping (sad face) because I’m waiting for $25 worth of Domino’s pizza (happy/fat girl face). I’ll let you know how it all turns out.

PS #2 – My New Year’s Resolution is to keep up with my blog more than I have been lately. And also to lose weight. I think that’s everyone’s NYR at some point (or every year, if you’re me).

PS #3 – I'm glad the world didn't end this year. I don't know where that random thought came from. Don't mind me... I'm a little overtired...

I sincerely SUCK at taking pictures of fireworks, so I'll just leave you with this and promise you that I'll never capture something so awesome on camera.