Whiskey Manor

I did some crazy shit in 2014.  First of all...I fell out of love.  That was a good thing.  That was a BRAVE thing.  That was a "get me the hell out of this situation and give me a reason to have some dignity" thing.  That story will have to be saved for another day.  I fell back in love. With someone new.  Someone amazing. Someone who I would NEVER have thought to fall in love with.  And, it turned out all together lovely, and not at all shitty.  
In a somewhat accurate timeline, here is what happened.

1. I broke up with HIM in January.
2. I bought 2 tickets to a Jason Mraz concert the following week thinking to myself, by the time this concert rolls around in March, I will find someone to go on a date with.  
3. Fast forward to March 27th.  This guy messages me on Facebook.  I know.  Facebook.  No judging.  It happened.  And it turned out pretty freaking great.
4. He asked if he could pray for me because I must have sounded like a desperate jack ass on my facebook posts.  But, let me back that up.....he asked if he could PRAY for me.  He didn't ask me out.  He didn't flirt with me.  He asked if he could PRAY for me.  Well played, Jason.  Well played.
5. We messaged and talked for I SWEAR 48 hours. 
6. And then, I had a light bulb moment....THOSE TICKETS!!  I asked if he would want to go and of course he said yes, because, well......who wouldn't want to go to a Jason Mraz concert with me??  
7. He picked me up with flowers (guys really do that??), he opened doors, he bought dinner (once again....that happens), he took me out for a cinnamon roll at the mall (where he tried to steal a kiss and I gave him the Heisman), and we went to the concert.  And it was lovely.  
8. He took me home and I sent him on his way.
9. Then Monday rolled around and I kind of missed him, so he drove down and we went to dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings (romantic.  I know.)  
10. We listened to Zac Brown's Whatever It Is the whole way there and I thought, hmmmm....this dude listens to Zac Brown and John Mayer.  Points.  Major points.
11. We talked forever.  And I felt like I had known him forever.  And he made me laugh.  And he paid.  And he loved him some Jesus.  
12. I fell in love that night.

So......back to the craziness.  I tried to sell my house.  FAIL.  So, I rented my house....moved to a new town.  Sold ALMOST everything I owned or gave it away.  Moved from a 1,650 sq ft house into a 600 square foot house with a man and two dogs.  And.....I have never been happier.  

This blog is going to be about my new life.  

I love Jesus.  I love Jason.  I cuss.  A lot.  Newsflash.  You can be a Christian and cuss.  I know this is news to some of  you, but if you are the judging type, move right along.  You aren't going to like this blog.  One.  Little.  Bit.  

Downsizing has been surprisingly easy.  I want to tell you all about it.