I nearly forgot that today is The Modern Gal’s blogoversary. Hard to believe since she doesn’t look a day over six months.

I’ve been blogging for a hair over three years now, but it was one year ago today I launched the first post and then the second here at the MG. I’ve been trying to think of a creative way to mark the first blogoversary, but it seemed like all the good blogoversary post ideas were taken. (This, by the way, is my 549th post.)

I’ve been a bit introspective today because it’s been a crazy bad, bad week and weekend. And when I recalled that it was my blogoversary, it hit me just how far I haven’t come in a year.

Yes, that’s right … how far I haven’t come. Story time.

A year ago, the idea for the MG blog was born out of a conversation between the Modern Beau and myself. We were at dinner, and I was sobbing about how miserable I was. I hated that I felt like I sucked at my job. I hated that I never saw my friends because of my job. I hated that I had few hobbies because I had no time for them. Etc. Etc. The MB helped me brainstorm ideas of things that might make me feel better. After a few vetoed ideas, he suggested I start a new blog for modern girls just like myself. I was hooked from first thought and spent the next day or two coming up with a name (the modern girl identity was already accounted for all over the internets, but Modern Gal suit me better anyway) and hastily throwing together a design I could live with (remember the green-and-purple-and-newspaper-print background?)

Fast foward a year, and I ‘m sitting in my car this morning with the MB, once again sobbing about how miserable I was. I feel like I suck at my job. I never see my friends because of my job. My job consumes every waking thought I have and is going to keep me from properly celebrating Thanksgiving, my favorite holiday.

What’s crazy is that my life hasn’t been stagnant between Point A and Point B. If you’ve been around for much of this past year, you’ll know it’s been anything but: I spent so much time commuting between two cities three hours apart; I sort of switched jobs; I lived with the MB for eight months; I sold my house; I moved to a new place; I had ups and downs in my personal relationships; I saw my best friend get married; etc. It’s been about as eventful of a year as it could have been, and certainly there were parts of it I enjoyed.

I guess the lesson in this is that life is, in fact, isn’t about Point A or Point B. It’s about all that time in between. Yet, I still cling to the notion that my life can be better by the time my second blogoversary rolls around. I’ve already committed myself to the idea that I’m going to work toward a new job. Unfortunately, getting there will take money and patience, and I’m working on stockpiling both.

So while I may not be any better come my second blogoversary, I do promise to you that I will be there for it and that I’ll have taken an unstraight path to get there. But, I refuse to give up hope that a year from now I’ll be writing about how blissfully wonderful things are.