One door closes...

And then you move to Denver...yeah that is what the quote says right? Ummm no, it says that another door opens, but folks, I am going to Denver...AT LAST! You see that picture of me to the right...that's me in Denver...and you see how happy I am...

This week has been quite an interesting one. I was getting new counter tops. And that probably doesn't sound too weird, but it is. You see, I had top secret plans to move to Denver in April and was going to go ahead and put things in motion to make that happen. One of those things was to have the property management company come to take a look at my place to see how much I could rent it for. BUT that wasn't going to happen until I got my new counter tops. And this was the week they came to put them in. And now the property management company is coming on Monday to assess my place.

On Tuesday I had called my dad after leaving work and he had asked me how things were going, to which I replied 'not too well' as I was pretty slow again. Then I said to him jokingly 'I just wish they would lay me off so I could go ahead and move to Denver.' And Wednesday morning, it happened. I was laid off. And was angry. Livid. Crushed. Embarrassed. Disgusted. Betrayed. Used.

I immediately left that hellhole, to which I shall now call that place, and after many hours of uncontrollably crying my eyes out, calling my family and friends to let them know I had yet again been laid off, it came to me...I needed to go ahead and move to Denver...no sense in sticking around these parts without a job.

And RANDOMLY, Hunter called (he was in Denver when I was, driving cross country). I say randomly because we had only been keeping in touch through My Space, but I did not have his number and that day, out of all days, he calls to tell me that he wants to move to Denver.

Little did he know I had been laid off and wow what a day for him to call and tell me such news. If these aren't all signs pushing me out west, I don't know what is. I now feel unbelievably calm and totally see that hellhole letting me go as the biggest blessing. I am so on to bigger and better things...and in the Rockies! And like Jason Mraz says, "Hold your own, know your name, and go your own way...and everything will be fine."

It is so going to be fine even if I don't have a job (yet), or my own bedroom in Kerri and Jenn's house. It just has to be. And I could not be more excited. And nervous. And scared. And sad. But hopeful, which is pretty dang important.

So folks, Hunter, Pearl, and I will be hitting the road around the beginning of October! And I cannot wait to share this new adventure with you all!