Happy October!! I love love love this time of year. It marks a new chapter in my life. Six years ago, under very unsavory circumstances, I needed a "do-over" on life. I quit my job of 7 years, packed up my things & my orange tabby, Piper, (R.I.P. Pipes) and moved to Logan to reclaim my chance at love and happiness. I seriously thought about graduate school, got a job I loved, and essentially started over. Because of Pipes, I had to rent a totally ghetto apartment on the "island." It was the only place in all of Logan I swear, that would allow the little fur ball to stay.
Desperate times call for desperate measures. There was an upside however, the rent was so dirt cheap that I almost felt rich, or richer than I felt my whole married life. As
devastating as this place appeared, much like my life at the time, it turned out to be just what I needed. Megan and Abby were my roommates, both very interesting and friendly. They took in their little dejected divorcee like champs. Every Thursday night we got together with the same very charming and funny guys for dinner and dessert. It seriously reminded me of something off of "Friends." I quickly became absorbed with the goings on of this group.
Meanwhile my younger brother and sister were living across town with their own roommates, whom I found to be incredibly fun and refreshing. I took the plunge, undetected, into college life all over again. It did surprise me a little that I blended in so successfully. I had quite a few years on them, not to mention the ghastly train wreck I had just come from. A couple of Dylan's roommates were older, having gone on missions and everything. Markham, {enter prince charming}, caught my eye. He was very fun and always with Dylan. We used to, in fact, tease them about being married. When they were apart, we would say, "Where's your wife?"
Now, I did think Markham was awesome, but young and off limits at the same time. He was 4 years younger and that seemed to be a lot, not to mention the vast difference in the last few years of our lives. However, much to my surprise, he was way more mature than any guy I knew and I dare say, even myself....gasp. I was dating a little here and there, but was not impressed. I even dated the guy I had sent on a mission 7 years previous, which was weird, and not at all the fairy tale ending I had in mind.
I was becoming more and more enchanted with this roommate of Dylan's. However, Markham had a girlfriend. I was not at all surprised. (Good guys are like parking spots. All the good ones are taken and the rest are handicapped.) I was not daunted though. Divorce does something interesting to you, it gives you an enormous amount of nerve. I really had nothing to lose. So I began to lightly pursue Markham, ever so slightly. I was chastised by my sister and a few of her sweetly naive friends because he had a girlfriend and all that crap. My reply, "he's not married yet, not even engaged! He is free game." And so........ the rest is history.
This year marks our 5 year anniversary and Kaity's 3rd birthday, so like I said, HAPPY OCTOBER!!
