Gearing Up for the Next Big Move

I have been packing up my apartment little by little this month and taking car loads of boxes over to Brook's house (and my soon-to-be house). As all the little things that make my apartment feel like home are being packed away piece by piece, box by box. . . the place is gradually beginning to not feel so much like home anymore, which is a little bitter sweet.

It's been a good year and a half here in my little apartment in Carrboro and seems that it wasn't too long ago that I moved in this place with not much more than some boxes of clothes, my guitar, and more books than I really need, but just couldn't bring myself to get rid of when I moved up from Georgia. I remember that my first few months here were pretty tough for me. I was still a bit lonely for my family and old, familiar friends. I was strained financially from recovering from a 3 month time frame of not having steady employment. But it wasn't too long that I got back on my feet financially and didn't have to feel all the stress and strain of not knowing how I would pay my bills and still have money for gas and groceries, and little by little as our church grew, I found more friendships and began to feel not quite so lonely. Then I got a roommate. Then I found Brook. The church continued to grow. My roots here continued to grow. All in all, it has really been a wonderful chapter in my life. I know that when I look back on this time in my life I will always smile and think that this was all so good and good for me. Lots of stretching, lots of growing, lots of learning, but still lots of fun :)

But as wonderful as it has all been, I am so ready to move on to the next chapter in my life. I am so ready to really begin my life with Brook. It feels like we have been planning our wedding and going through premarital counseling for for-freakin-ever! I know that we chose a 10 month engagement for alot of good reasons, but I was really ready to be married at about the 6 month mark and have felt like the last 2 months were kind of torturous . . . and still 2 more months to go. Well, my consolation is that the next two months will likely fly as I will be in a whirlwind of moving out of my apartment and into a friend's guest house for a month, a few out of town trips, bridal showers, fixing up Brook's house as much as possible, more wedding planning, and all the usual work and church activities. I will try my best to just enjoy the moments I am in and not focus on the future so much that I miss the present.

Funny Story

I work 8:30 am - 5:30 pm Monday through Friday as a legal assistant. Most of the time the job is pretty mundane I must confess. Some days the only person I see during my work day is the mailman. I answer phones, type, file, pay bills, mail letters, check my boss' email for him, shred paper, and various tasks that I find no fulfillment in, but. . . it pays the bills and for now. . . that is good enough. But today, I actually have a funny story from work! What a treat!

Phone rings.
Dottie: answers the phone with the normal intro for the office.
Lady calling: Are you a paraplegic?
Dottie: silent and bewildered. . . then realizes she means paralegal, but then still silent on how to respond without being insulting or condescending.
Lady calling: (after a few seconds of silence and realizing her own mistake) I mean a paralegal.

:) It made me laugh anyhow.