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I’m back friends. After a brief foray into the world of Tumblr, I’m back to WordPress, and all it’s comment-y, stat-y, user friendly glory.

So much has gone on, since my last slightly-cryptic post regarding being in capital L-ove.

In no particular order: (Okay, maybe just a little)

DG: My lovely man. A man I should have met years ago, really. For literally years we’ve been like ships passing in the night – one of us working at a place mere weeks after the other has left. But worlds finally collided early this summer and it’s been bliss ever since. We drank a beer together. We drove places. We laid out under the stars (really, it was amazing). We BBQ’d. We snuggled on the couch. We talked late into the night. We fell ‘bonce-over-fanny’ in love.
DG connects with me on every level imaginable, right down to the way he smells. He is smart, capable, funny, handsome and a plethora of adjectives. I could go on and on, but I won’t be that gushy and bore you all to tears, so suffice to say I’m stupidly happy, and he shall be a regular fixture in my writing from now on.

Uke: I learned the ukulele this summer. You heard me. And I’m actually getting pretty good with it. It’s the perfect size for my wee hands. I’ve always had a bit of a problem with the guitar for this very reason. My hands just are a tiny bit too small to comfortably play the thing. Anyway, I purchased a cheap one, and now that I know I love it, I’m in the market for a proper Koa wood concert uke. Gonna need me some cash-money for that one.

Driftwood: Twelfth Night was amazing this year. I’m very very happy with my designs this year. Didn’t have to compromise a thing. Woohoo!

Back to work: I’m back in the ol’ costume shop, and it feels nice to be back with a regular paycheck, benefits and RRSP contribution. This is going to be a fairly well-paced season for me, I think. It’ll get a little harried around Christmas, but that’s always the case with me. I’m going to try to plan ahead as much as possible, and in the event I need to hire extra help, well….’sew’ be it.

(*cricket chirps*)

Moving on…no literally, moving on. I’ve decided to leave my little nest here with Mark at the Half. This decision came about for a few reasons. 1. DG and I are moving in together. We love each other, and we truly want to live together. After many discussions about this, we’re confident that we’re very well-suited to co-habitate. 2. Mark is feeling the desire to live on his own. He’s never done so, and would like to. Fair enough. 3. This house is crumbling into the ground. Literally. The foundation is disintegrating at the northeast corner. Neither Mark nor I want to participate in another landlord-involved home renovation. Especially one of this magnitude.

And so it works out well for all parties involved.

More soon.

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