Hi, where the hell have you been?
Okay, that’s directed towards me because I have been THE WORST. It isn’t because I didn’t want to be here – trust me, I’ve had starts and stops, brainstorming sessions, etc. I said I was going to be accountable; that was a freakin’ joke. I know it’s just an excuse, but life really has dealt me some stuff that I needed to deal with. My brain going a million miles a minute…can I call it undiagnosed ADHD? Because that’s what I’m going to call it anyway. Anyway, I'm ready to be back.
The last time we talked, we were talking about my divorce and my thoughts on being truly open to love again, so let’s get reacquainted from there(ish) and unpack some boxes...
Uprooted Blonde is uprooting again. My original plan post-divorce had been “I’m done dating, so I’m going to be a crazy dog lady and adopt a ton of dogs and live happily ever after...no man required”. But then I did the (stupid) thing, which ended up being the best thing I’ve ever done because I’ve been his girlfriend now for about two and a half years…and now I’m going to move into his place in Rochester (and I'm bringing my favorite forever-puppy with me). I know, I know, I know. It's like, Girl, you moved for love last time and look what happened! Are you a goddamn glutton for punishment?! But hear me out:
My job situation has changed.
His daughter is in high school.
Buffalo is only an hour away.
I’m not abandoning my Buffalo life again. I mean, I even plan to continue seeing my current hair girl Bailee (S/O to Queen Bay!) because (1) she’s awesome and (2) it’ll make sure that I come back home from time-to-time (boyfriend's idea, not mine, but he's kinda smart). But this move was such a no-brainer for me since, unlike the Colorado move, I already have a solid friend group there that has been eagerly waiting for me to actually be in town permanently. Like my girlfriends there are counting on me to make them leave the house; so break out the bubbly, babes, because it’s happening for real. Oh yeah, and my boyfriend is probably happy too, except I’m pretty sure that I’ll owe him for the damage this move is gonna do to his back.
Alexa, add “Look for a reputable massage therapist who offers sad endings”
to my list of things to do. ‘k, thanks!
I will be honest – this move was accelerated thanks to an amazing opportunity I couldn’t turn down. Not the May/June plan we had, but life is going to throw you some curveballs (sidenote: I really need to learn these terms and whatnot for softball season…while I'm at it might as well get better with soccer stuff too since I'm going to have A LOT of both in my future!).
I know my promises mean diddly-squat lately, but I’m asking that you just stick it out with me. This month is going to be trial and error. It might be spotty (which is a promise I can definitely keep! You are welcome.). But I’ve dedicated 2025 to being my Main Character Energy Year, so buckle up for my hot-mess attempt at the best version of me.
XO, UB.
PS: Instagram is the BEST way to keep in touch with me! If you’re not following me either there or Facebook, what are you waiting for? Me to post? Oh, well, I do that there.
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