Exciting times ahead

So in less than four weeks I will be moving.

Not to a new town.

But to a new place with my lovely man.

I am going to live with my lovely man and its exciting times ahead.

The obvious reason is that I am deliriously happy and he is deliriously happy so why not live together.

The other reason is that he thinks I am totally awesome and can't wait to live with me... yes I am sure that's why. Because I am awesome. He mentally high fives himself just thinking about my awesomeness. :o)

Ok I might be a little over confident about the bonuses of living with me but why shouldn't I be this excited. I am so excited that every time I think about it I get sooky and soft and become all girly girl. I've never lived with a boy, other than my two grubby brothers, so this is going to be fun and interesting. I can't wait.

The only thing I am not excited about it is the actual packing of things and moving. Moving is a bitch! I just want to throw everything in boxes and then figure it out later... i know there isn't any logic to my madness.

Tonight I've started throwing things in bags that I want to throw, recycle and keep... and of course I got distracted after finding some random photos of my holidays that I hadn't put in an album and then.... well the distraction continued and now I am at my laptop.

I should go back to the packing... there is shit everywhere...

oooh I just found a unmarked CD in the pile.. i should listen before I throw it away.

ta ta