It’s a new year.

*sigh*

With a new year comes the obligatory reflection on the year past, and looking back I realize just how tumultuous 2011 was.  There were ups, and there were downs.  Boy, were there downs.  And struggles.  Like when the BF first moved to Charlotte and the struggle I faced in deciding to move away from home.  Then, I struggled to sell my house, struggled to rent my house, and struggled to find a condo to rent.  When I couldn’t sell the house, I struggled with becoming a landlord.  I struggled with the world’s worst movers.  Then, I struggled to plant baby roots in a new city.  I started my new job and struggled with the realization that it wasn’t exactly what I was looking for.  I struggled with the decision to leave that new job for a new-new job.  I struggled to be happy.  Far too much.