Solving for X

I never thought I’d agree with characterizing myself as a “Romantic.” Me? The “send-food-instead-of-flowers” girl? But after reading about the Enneagram personality test on Bre’s blog, I was intrigued, despite my ban on personality tests a couple years ago. I tested as a Four. The Romantic Individualist. I jammed with …

Lost Girl

I am lost. I’ve spent most of the last six months fighting this fact. Scraping up scraps of what I know to be true to re-organize them into some version of myself that I can take into polite society. I’m doing that with this move, too. The impetus of moving …

Move.

Remember when I turned 35 and said “everything tells”? If you don’t, it was a reference to the seemingly immediate consequences of even my most innocuous actions. Let’s review real quick:  “The three beers that show up in a pouch above my pelvis at the end of a too-long night …