Beginnings

So here we are. It's 2013, and I have decided to start afresh and create a new blog so that I'm not trapped by shadows of 'before'. A lot has happened in the past, not all of it pleasant, but the past is the past, and as is said in The Perks of Being a Wallflower: "Not everyone has a sob story, and even if they do it's no excuse." I might therefore share snippets of my past with you, but I don't want to allow myself a sob story in case I begin to use it as an excuse for moments of stupidity or unfortunate mistakes.
Now, in the present, I think I can say that I am the happiest I've ever been and I have many wonderful people to thank for contributing to that, all of whom I will probably mention frequently. In fact, this New Year changeover was possibly the best I have experienced in my tiny lifetime. 
I was lucky enough to begin 2013 in the arms of my George, who I am incredibly fond of, surrounded by friends that I adore. It was a lovely extended celebration, and I'm very grateful to those that made it possible. It began when George surprised me at work on my last day, just as I was talking to the manager. My 'knight in shining armour' (as my manager put it) apparently found the shock and delight on my face absolutely brilliant, and I must admit it must have been a cartoon moment as my jaw dropped open and hung there almost until I jumped on him. We spent the rest of the afternoon relaxing until we took the dog out for a longer walk than planned because I somehow got George talking about his past (a very rare occurrence). After the walk I cooked George dinner and we headed off to see Heather perform in a panto :D It was fantastic, and I'm glad I was able to share it with him, and to finally introduce Heather and George to each other.  We sat chatting outside the theatre for a while, and finished our earlier conversation about his past. I know that George doesn't really like to open up to people, so I feel privileged in a way, and glad that he trusts me with that.
At home that night, we just collapsed onto the sofa and didn't leave it until 4am, when we skedaddled off to bed.
We woke up fairly late on the 31st so had to rush to get ready for a small party I had organised for New Years. There were minor moments of frustration with mum but George cheered me up with a little slow dance to Paloma Faith's 'Just Be'. By the time we were showered and the house was ready, it was time to munch a few snacks before everyone arrived. The party was a small one, with just Lachlan, Hannah, David, Sophie, Cleughy, George and I attending. We didn't do much except chat, wrestle, watch movies/Jools Holland, drink alcohol, and play games (Tipsy Twister and Taboo xD), but I think we all had a lot of fun. All were in bed by 6am, although Hannah and David sat in the kitchen talking instead of sleeping, and everyone but George left before 12 after a quick breakfast. 
George and I just spent the rest of the day relaxing, talking, and failing to watch Ripper Street. We talked about our having to part ways to go to uni a lot, which resulted in some very cute responses from both of us. Our time together over the last few days has made me even fonder of him (didn't realise that was possible), and I feel much securer in the relationship for various reasons. As Will pointed out, this is the happiest I've been in a long time, and a lot of it is thanks to George and the other wonderful people around me.
I hope you had a lovely start to 2013.
Thanks for reading.
Jenny