It made me very sad.  But I did it.  I’m very proud of me.

Y’all who are new to the addiction won’t understand.  But I’m pretty sure I should get a coin or something.  One day at a time, and all that jazz.  I won’t be following the “make amends” step, though.

I did it.  It’s down.

I laid in bed last night, wrapped up in warmth and strength and security, and was just amazed.  If someone had asked me, last September, where I thought I would be in a year, I NEVER would have said anything like where I am.  I never would’ve imagined that I would be laying in my own house, one that I love ALMOST as much as the Bitter House (there will never be another Bitter House), with a man that I love in ways I didn’t think I could, with Mabel curling up with her new friend, in a job with unlimited potential.. man, it was overwhelming.  More than overwhelming.  I fought sleep last night because I wanted to stay up and be amazed at where I am.. but sleep won.

So closing down my other site wasn’t as hard as I thought it’d be.  It’s still preserved (albeit, in a less colorful form) and it’s still documented.  And I’ll miss the random visitors that I made friends with (Thrippsy and Lizelle were great!), and of course, the WildeChicks that I’ve gotten to know through the site.. but everyone is welcome over here.  It’s a happy place.

So it’s down.  And we all can go on with our lives.

Because, damn, it’s some great lives we have going.