waiting, waiting and more waiting

At this exact moment I am sitting in an office that isn't mine, behind a desk that doesn't belong to me, in a town I don't live in, while trying to provide tech support to the same company that I've been trying to make a break from for the past 6 months.
Sometimes I just have to shake my head and ask 'what am I doing here, exactly?' I've fixed most of the things I came here to look at - but I'm waiting on a phone call in order to put the last of everything in order. So here I wait. dum dee dum dum.

Maybe now would be a good time to ponder the soap opera that has become my life.
In the past year I have:
finalized my divorce (5 years after the fact!)
moved out of my house in town
moved in with my boyfriend
become a landlord
changed my address
changed my phone number
changed my cell phone # twice
sold my car
bought a freaking minivan
became a step mom
quit my job, agreed to keep my job, agreed to work part time and tried to quit my job again
helped my parents move farther away
become engaged
sent my youngest child to start school
learned how to run a tractor
learned to take care of cows (3 babies so far - and counting!)

What a lot of change.
My 'significant other' has been home for 2 days this year (NOT an exaggeration) and it's almost the end of February.