Does anyone actually enjoy moving? I hate it. I moved barely 2 miles from my old place, and I hate it. I started this sad little blog in the midst of packing and moving, hence being unable to actually write in it.
However, we're here. We're moved in. We aren't unpacked and the house is in shambles, but at least we're here. My bedroom is basically done, and I actually like it. I have new sheets, blankets, pillows and curtains picked out (not yet purchased.. moving is expensive). Hoping to buy those when I get my security deposit back. Still looking for a Sons of Anarchy flag to hang on my walls. We need curtains for the living room and dining room, we need screens for some windows, and we need like 300 things for our bathroom, but other then that, we're here.
I also had the luxury of having a bacterial stomach infection for a week and a half (still going on, too). I'm much better then I was, but I still have to watch what I eat and not over exert myself. Stupid Lake Champlain...
However, now that I'm feeling a bit better and finally moved, I'm back to working full time and hopefully things will fall into place. I'm anxiously waiting for several things to happen in my life, and I'm not even sure when they WILL happen. I'm also trying to not be anxious about them... there's no point in being anxious about the future, because it's going to happen no matter how you feel about it. Just ride it out, control what you can, and let the rest happen. I need to remind myself of that at all times.
And lastly, SOA STARTS IN 3 FUCKING DAYS.
I just can't wait anymore.
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