Friday, November 10, 2006


I finally finished packing and moving Wednesday night. Neil and I were pretty efficient—we got everything moved in one round. As we pulled up to where my belongings will be temporarily stored with Dan's van absolutely stuffed, I was holding back a box from falling onto our heads. Thursday at noon Angela and I met up with the landlord to return our keys and get our deposit back. It truly is the end of an era. Sort of (but not quite) like Sex and the City, when Miranda moves to the Bronx.

Now, it's time to focus on the wedding, which is 8 weeks (gasp!) away. Oh, and moving Neil out of his place next Wednesday. And eventually moving from our temporary temporary place to our more long-term temporary place in early December. Sorta makes me feel like this:

Just kidding; I don't really feel that way. I think it's a cute picture. The great thing about having to juggle so much is that now I can't obsess over wedding minutae, like making sure the napkins and tablecloths and flowers and bridesmaids' dresses match to the exact shade. Too much to do keeps you on your toes and focusing on the priorities!

1 comment:

Mellerson said...

I could definitely see you excel at the details. :D