Moving Day

The day has finally arrived...Phil moves in today.

It is going to be so great for us to finally be together. There is nothing worse then being so in love with someone and not being able to be with them. I've enjoyed the long "marathon" dates that my mom calls them, where we will spend the entire day and evening together until I have to get home. Now, we can go out together and at the end of the night, I won't have to take him back to his apartment and get sad because it is going to be days before I can see him again. From now on we can come home together. Whenever I need something, even just a shoulder to lean on or a good laugh, he'll be right there.

I realized last night that starting today, we'll be living with each other for the rest of our lives. That's a huge thing. It's no longer just me, but us. Everything I do, everything he does, is about us. I am still getting used to that, because I have spent my whole life just being singular. But I like it. Its new and its different and exciting. I am entering a whole new chapter in my life and I am extremely excited to see where the story goes.

For now, I am up at the ungodly hour of 6:30am, and need to start getting showered and dressed so I can be at his place by 8:30. We'll be taking a few trips to his storage and then from there, we'll be heading home.

I like the sound of that.