What a year for a new year

I know it's totally cheesy to post about the past year on New Year's Eve, but I can't help it. I'm in reflection mood, and this has been the most important year of my life.

In 2008, I fed homeless people every week, decided I loved the man who would become my husband, got engaged, planned a wedding, moved out of my parents' house for good, moved in with my friend Jen again, moved out again, moved in with my future in-laws, stressed out about the wedding, moved furniture across town, bought a long white dress, changed the wedding venue, stressed out about money, wrote more stories than I can count about golf nets on residential property, moved more furniture, loved my coworkers, gotten married, cried the whole wedding, went to Washington, D.C., moved more furniture, made it a home, gotten laid off, started my own company, gotten a Twitter account, landed a new job, promoted two clients to the media, and laughed and cried more than in any other year.

Yesterday, Brandon got a phone call from the person in charge of hiring at a title company owned by one of his parents' neighbors. He and I had submitted our resumes not too long ago for some temporary work. Brandon is still looking for that just right spot for him, and I'm still hopeful about my little PR project. But, those things take time. Anyway, the title company called Brandon and asked if both of us could come in today, Wednesday, to interview. We went in at 9 a.m. and interviewed together with the hiring manager and the president of the company. They offered both of us jobs on the spot. We start Friday. And we get to work together in an office approximately five minutes from our condo. God is good.

Happy New Year. Happy life.