So much has happened in our world since my last post. Tom
got a new job, we bought a home, we lost our Ethel, we’ve traveled, we adopted
Penny.
Why the absence? Adjusting back to settled life and Utah was
way harder than I thought it would be. Being amongst friends/family again has
been wonderful, but my gypsy soul has been aching. It is hard to write when
you’re not quite content with where you are at. I’ve been working on coming to
grips with it all and realizing that this is where we need to be, where the
Universe wants us right now, so I need to embrace it and stop fucking
wallowing. Yes, I gave myself a pep talk and a come to Jesus!
Work front, Tom loves his job! He is the VP of
Technology/CTO of a local ad agency and loves their vision and the projects he
gets to be a part of. I walked right back into my position as the Fitness
Coordinator at the Rec Center, and have the pleasure of bringing health and
wellness into people’s lives again. Or torture, depending on how you look at
it!
Our home is one of a kind, built by a local architect,
Lester Petitt. It is round, magical, and if we are going to be in Utah, I can’t
imagine living in any other home. Its quirkiness suits us and its proximity to
Millcreek Canyon, Downtown and Park City is more than ideal.
Ethel, our best friend, passed away in December at the ripe
age of 17. Eight months later and I still tear up at the mention of her name. That
girl was pretty much our world for ten years and experienced so much life with
us, needless to say I am still healing. Losing her broke my heart and it’s been
a slow, slow recovery.
To cope with our loss, we’ve traveled, a lot. Palm Springs
for the holidays, Page, AZ to escape the Utah winter inversion, Portugal
because we haven’t been to Europe in ages, and Canada for solitude and to
escape Americans blowing things up for the 4th of July. Did it help?
A little, the freedom was nice, something we haven’t had in many years; having
an aging critter definitely impacts the way you vacation.