We are in the new apartment. Yes, we are in there, but I still can't walk from the kitchen table to the living room with out risking internal injuries. I know it will take some more time to be fully unpacked and moved in. I am happy to say that the whole move went off with only a minor voice raising. It must be a good sign that the boyfriend and I can move and not fight. I have already taken 3 baths since I have been there. Going from an apartment that only had a stand-up shower, to a full tub/shower, I am beside myself.
So VR, how are you liking me so far?
Excellent. I am getting over a nice cold. I was quite surprised how it has kicked my butt. I normally don't stay sick, with a sniffly kind of cold, for this long. Even got me worried enough to visit the hospital. But of course, it was just a cold, with an allergy back. Pumping some Mucinex thru my system and all is panning out fine. I tell ya, that Mucinex is replacing Sudofed for the fix-all, respriatory wise.
The move is coming in another week, and I couldn't be more excited... and freaked out. As each day passes I get more and more panicked that all our stuff will not fit in this new place. I am sure it is just perfectly normal to feel this way, but shoot... I really think it all won't. Heck, there might be just enough room for our movies and books. Where the frick are we going to sleep?
New, I will be moving soon, hopefully to a dwelling where I will have a more consistant internet connection.
Newer, I have quit smoking, something I should never have been doing in the first place, for the disrespect it shows towards my nature.
Newest, I have joined VR. Enjoy!
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