A change is coming
Tonight is quite possibly the last night I'll spend alone... It's 1 a.m. and I have to be up in 6 hours... Andrew's at his apartment taking care of last minute packing as well.
But tomorrow night will be our first night in our new home together. Home.
I never saw this coming... And I'll admit I had a few gut-wrenching moments tonight while I packed and realized important people in my life will never witness this new move of mine. When Dad helped me move into this apartment in Byrd Park, it was the last time he'd help me arrange a truck in perfect Tetris efficiency. Now I've got to carry on the tradition without him.
Three years and 5.5 months in this room. I have done some serious crying in this bed. Come to think of it, it's also my last night sleeping on this mattress - the first bed I ever had sex on. Heh
It's odd to feel so frightened and so excited at the same time.
I'm not the praying sort - but I feel I ought to take this moment and be thankful for what I've found, for the people that surround me and for whatever may come.
...Poor Livie, her world's about to flip upside down tomorrow. She's gaining a sister whether she's ready or not.
On that note though - we both need sleep, my fur monster and I. xox