So I’m in the new place now. My sweetheart is unpacking the kitchen. We moved boxes. And threw out old stuff. And drove around a bit. And cleaned drawers and containers. And there were heavy boxes and a creaky stair and an overly excited dog and too much sun and not too much sun and Costco pizza and tangled cords to devices and appliances long forgotten.
It was a tiring day, but more in the OMG my life is changing! way than the Another day older and deeper in debt sort of way.
The new place looks nice, though. Once all is done and I’m settled in this will be a groovy place to live with groovy people to live it with.
But for now, it’s all moving and anxiety and things being crazy and up in the air.