At Long Last!
Move-in day arrived!
....and so has unpacking all of my stuff....
...yay?
We did it! We finally made it to Georgia!
The last few weeks have been a complete whirlwind. Ever since we received the call that we got the apartment we have been constantly moving. We've been making phone calls, filling out piles worth of paperwork, buying move-in essentials-GUYS. I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH. ALWAYS BUY TOILET PAPER BEFORE YOU MOVE INTO AN APARTMENT-making arrangements for our pets and realizing that we would only be in Georgia about three days before we had to drive right back up to New York for a wedding. We have done quite a bit a freaking lot of driving around lately. I did the math. Cody, Azathoth, Phoenix and I have driven over 3000 miles. If you drove from Atlanta, GA to Los Angeles, CA and THEN drove to El Paso, TX, we would still have you beat. Let me tell you, I am exhausted.
It is nice to have a place to call home though.A place that is mine. A place for all of my things, my very comforting things (i.e. tea cups and lots of them). A place where I have my familiar bed and belongings, all in their rightful state of organized chaos. I am very thankful to have a kitchen to fill with all of my favorite kitchen items, especially my beloved knife set. And, to have a pantry filled with all of my regular items. For the first time in a while, I have my full home.
We still haven't unpack ALL of our boxes. There are a few stuffed in closets and a couple in plain sight, but we are getting there. That's just how life works, isn't it? We're never really where we want to be, but we're working on it, and can see what has to be done to be a little better. After we unpacked most of our belongings and had a lot less to do during the day, all of the emotions I held from before/during our move decided to break in. Is moving this hard for everyone? This is only the second time I have moved, and I've gotten emotional each time. It's really hard for me to not be 10 minutes down the street from my closest friends and family. I can't just show up at their house anymore. If something serious happens I wouldn't be the first to know, and if I was needed back home it could take me a while to get there. These worrisome thoughts have been following me around for probably a week.
It feels very surreal to be living in Georgia. I never thought I would live here. I even swore to myself that I would only ever vacation in this state. I am a New Yorker through and through. I love my four seasons. They all have a precise temperature range, and they all smell just a little bit different. Now, the days are always 82-95 degrees and it rains a lot-OH THE HUMIDITY! At least my plants will love the weather here. They won't have to come indoors until October or November I'm guessing.
Now, I am sure this place isn't that bad. And I am THRILLED that we are literally around the corner from Aldi.-My love for Aldi goes very deep. And if I am near one, I know that I am okay.-Maybe sometime soon Cody and I will do some sight seeing. Pretend that we are tourists instead of residents to get a feel for our new environment. It would be nice to go a fun date night.
I know this has been a short post, and that it has been a while since my last one. But things are finally coming together and I'm starting to get organized. Over the next few weeks I'm starting some projects that I am very excited to share with everyone.
So.
Here's to my first year in Georgia!
Here's to a good & creative time!
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