… I was fretting that I didn’t have any “business attire” clothes for functions.

… And I hated would rather not have been living in DC.

… And school was miserably overwhelming, and miserably unfulfilling, and basically miserable.

…And I couldn’t make it in or out of the city in my car without getting hopelessly lost and ending up in Baltimore before I could turn around.

… And I thought that James would propose before the end of October and that then my attitude about the city would magically change. (He didn’t, obviously, and my attitude needed to learn to change itself on its own, because no single event can really change our attitudes for more than a little while.)

But a lot can change in a year. A lot did change in a year.

Thankfully. Or blessedly, or miraculously, or surprisingly, or all of the above.

Though I could still do with some more business attire clothes.