Soooooo....
I spent all day today packing and doing laundry and sorting things to be kept or donated. And staging things to be taken to the new house. We took the first load over this evening.
It's starting to look more like an actual HOME. If you look in the kitchen, anyhow. The rest of the place is completely empty.
Seriously? I'm completely giddy right now. This feels less than real, somehow.
I'm terrified. This is scary.
But it's going to be okay... It's like, now that we've taken the step things are weird and disorienting but it's this weird blur of happy things.
After we finished unpacking the first load of our belongings, we opened champagne, poured it into our new, fancy champagne flutes, and sat together in our empty apartment, holding hands, and talking about the future.
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