So, here I am. I've been single now for almost three months. And don't get me wrong, it's been really fun. I've been able to put in more time at Humble Abode (the interior decorating magazine I work at). I really feel like my time here will manifest into some great opportunities down the line for when I take the plunge into decorating myself.

However, I find myself sometimes stuck on wondering what went wrong with Kevin and I. I asked Caroline what she thought and she said, "Well ya'll were in a relationship, that's your problem there." In college it would be weird if the same guy showed up in our dorm room more then once haha, so in hindsight I don't think she was the ideal candidate to ask that question.

I mean, Kevin and I went out for eight years. I totally thought he was the one, I should've figured it out though when he said he saw us living in Connecticut. That day I tried on an argyle sweater in a store....not for me. Then there was after college, we both said when we graduated we'd move to LA. And suddenly he wants to move back home to San Diego and have kids when we're like 26! It was like graduating college changed him completely.

Here's one of my favorite pictures of us :) http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=34037153&id=35800546#!/photo.php?fbid=190467777638284&set=a.190467770971618.44408.183435618341500

So here I am now, in LA, working, playing, but in the past week or so this weird feeling has come over me. Maybe restlessness? Maybe it's time to get back out there and date again. Just sheesh, I don't want to waste my time with someone. We only get one life so I think that a person should spend what little time they have with people they want too haha.

Rambling blog done.

I think the weirdest thing about breaking up with someone is making entirely new routines. Like when you're with someone, without realizing it interacting with them becomes just as much a part of your day as brushing your teeth. You wake up, they're there. You talk, go over your day. One person gets the shower first, the other gets the paper.

Kevin and I picked out this apartment together, that's why it's so freaking big. I mean, I don't need this much space. Silly me for signing the lease myself.  I think we both knew going into it what was going to happen, but who wants to call out the elephant in the room?

Micah & Caroline have been super awesome while all this is going on. On nights Kevin and I would've just stayed in and watched a movie, Micah always shows up with some Egg rolls and I Love Lucy! (we finished Seinfeld & SNL Seasons 1-3 in college) Obviously a lot of studying got done at Stanford haha.

And of course the never un-eventful 2AM visits from Caroline. I honestly cannot understand how one person can lock their keys in their car that much. I'm not complaining, usually on nights she's going out I prepare and go to sleep earlier knowing I might get woken up in the middle of the night....At which point I put in I love Lucy again while she goes through the leftover mushu.

In the end...probably for the best that Kevin won't be working at Humble Abode with me. Nice to be just Abby for a change. Get my own paper, take as long as I want in the shower. Heck, maybe I'll even walk around the apartment nak.....no. no. that's not going to happen. Polar Bear Pajamas

Big news, it sounds like Kevin has a significant job interview in San Diego...I can't say who it is for yet but he is incredibly anxious and if all goes well he will be working there in the next month!! Oh....I just realized that would mean he will be living in San Diego.....well I mean, we have made it this long and distance does make the heart grow fonder right? At least I still have the gang here to keep me company, and Alpha of course (my Betta fish, Kevin and I have joint custody but I insisted on bring him to LA with me) Micah is coming over tonight to watch LOST then we stare at one another with confused brows during all of the commercial breaks- is anyone else as lost as we are? I thought they were answering questions not creating new ones!!! I can't believe it is going to be over soon, all good things come to an end though so may as well enjoy it while it lasts.

We will be enjoying a glass of wine tonight per usual and a fun little tip I just wrote about in Humble Abode; save your corks and try making an actual "Cork Board" you can even sign the corks or date them, then pin a pic from that night on it. Unique and meaningful piece of art for your living room. *Caroline may be able to lend you some spare corks if you need them soon, love you C; )

I'll keep you posted on Kevin,
 <3 Abby

Where does one even begin with a blog? I mean, obviously I understand the purpose of one and I know my intention for it, but whatever happened to good old fashion articles and "Dear Abby" entries? I'll never forget when Professor Kent preached that "the art of speech is truly seen in the handwritten word, that art can simply not be conveyed via computer screen." However words themselves, whether in fresh ink or TImes New Roman are still an expression right? I digress...

This bring us to...well me, I'm Abby by the way;) Nice to meet you! I am doing this because I had to find a true way to express my feelings towards life after Stanford. I've been working as an Editorial Assistant for Humble Abode magazine, loving every minute of it. Kevin and I (my High School sweetheart, love you Muppet!) have decided that Los Angeles is the best place to continue our journey together, wherever this may lead. We have been together through it all and I must admit, love is one of the only things that has stayed the same in this new "life after college." Where would we be without it?

I have been down here for a few months now, Kevin however is tying up some lose ends back home in San Diego. So far setting up our apartment has been really fun, but a bit lonely too. But my two best friends from Stanford also moved to LA right after graduation (perchance a clue as to why I picked LA ;), Caroline & Micah. Maybe one of the best decisions to give Caroline a copy of my key, always fun to come home and find her watching the newest episode of Wife Swap while drinking a six pack and eating cheetos. I still work on my article by plugging in my headphones  until she throws enough cheetos in my direction that I join her, on a compromise that we change the channel of course

Anywho, speaking of articles, must get back to one.

Abby