I was misunderstood in a blog I posted a week or so ago, and one of the guys I really liked, felt some type of way about it. Even went so far as to ignore, and act real nonchalant towards me. I was at my wits end and decided I didn’t want to deal with this anymore, but I chose to extend the olive branch one last time. I guess 9856324th time is the charm, lol. We were able to sit and talk and discuss like adults what was bothering us. We came to a resolution, and we are back on very good terms. I’m actually very proud of myself, because usually, when I’m done, I’m done (I said usually). But it ended up working itself out, and I’m smiling on the inside (and outside) about it. :)

I don’t have a reason, and I don’t really need one. I’m just happy. I’m moving back to NYC, I have the right people in my circle (no squares), my mini me is great, and my personal life is awesomely tubular. My family is great, I’m healthy, I have a great job, which will allow me to transfer to NY. What more could I ask for? Life is good great. I’m ecstatic.