Kristofor and I are moving.
It's been over 2 years since our last move. About the only thing I remember about that move was that his brothers were carrying our dresser and the top drawer fell out - exposing all my ugly undies, socks and . . . yeeah. My lingerie.
We're moving in with my parents in an effort to save all the money we can. Hopefully we'll be out of their house before the summer.
I'm excited and nervous.
I'm excited to move on to a new chapter in our life. Excited to be closer to my parents. Excited to start saving so much money a month.
But nervous to leave our own little apartment. Nervous to have to share the bathroom with people other than my husband. Kind of annoyed that I won't be able to get ready for the day in the buff anymore.
I know.
I've been spoiled.
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