If you had told me a year ago, or even 6 months ago that I would be living in a suburb of Phoenix at this time, I would have thought you were crazy. Now, 7 months ago, I wouldn’t have.
In February I was happier than I’d been in my entire life and had finally made the decision that yes, I would happily move when my lease was up in May to be with the man that I was madly in love with. Little did I know that that story would come to a crashing end as soon as I made that decision. So on to Plan B of what to do with my life.
