You know what's amazing about moving? HIRING MOVERS. Seriously, I will never, ever move myself again. It took three men approximately an hour to load up all of my worldly possessions, and an hour to unload them at the new place. Two hours. THAT'S IT. All I did was direct them to where each box should go. It was glorious, I tell you. The only thing that broke was a tiny candle holder that I had purchased from Ikea. It was a moving day miracle.
So far, so good. I asked j2 the other day how he liked living with me and he said it was "okay" (I'm pretty sure he was kidding). Though I think it's been upgraded to "great" after the chili that I made on Saturday evening. In all seriousness, it is TOUGH getting used to living with another person. It's the first time that either of us is living with a significant other and it's totally different than a regular roommate situation. I'm so amused at how each of us chooses to relax - j2 is an introvert - after a long day he needs some serious downtime, mostly playing video games. Me? I am a classic extrovert. I come home from an exhausting day of work and I don't. stop. moving. Or talking. I'm pretty much always doing something, except when I get sucked into an episode of Supernatural or West Wing (my two current obsessions). In general, I'm not very good at staying still -- though once all of the furniture is arranged, and the picture are on the wall, I promise to allow myself to take a deep breath and to just enjoy it all.
I'm hoping to have more pictures to share as we put the finishing touches on the rest of the condo. Stay tuned!