Well...How Did I Get Here?

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself
Well...How did I get here?

Letting the days go by
Let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by
Water flowing underground
Into the blue again
After the money's gone
Once in a lifetime
Water flowing underground

--Talking Heads, Once In A Lifetime

The Bean in Chicago reflects 180 degree shifts

OK, so this is not a fatalistic posting, just me reflecting on my birthday--is it an epiphany post?  Nah, don't think so--or mebbe.  Just yesterday I was over at my BFF(J)'s house & told her that when I had gotten up that morning, I looked around my bedroom in my new house & thought to myself, "How did I get here?"  Just like the Talking Heads---just feeling all the changes in my life recently come crashing in.  Not a bad thing, just reflective of this critical point in my life.  Was it really just a few years ago that I sat down to write about all of those frogs?  Back then did I ever think I'd be where I am now?  No way! And, did I ever think that being with my "soulmate" would be as challenging as it sometimes is? NOPE!  Definitely had those rose-colored glasses over my eyeballs...I don't regret where I am now--I embrace this time but I sometimes just stop to scratch my head..."into the blue again."  A lot of my life is in flux believe it or not--strange because I have a place to live, a job, etc., etc., but it has all rotated 180 degrees from where I was less than two months ago.  "Well...How did I get here?"