Transition

We have officially moved out of our apartment and are waiting to get settled into our new place on September 30. In the meantime we are living at the Zupancic's house. It is good to have a place to be. A lot of people have been saying, "Oh man, you're living at your in-laws' house?"... as if it's a bad thing. But no, the Zupancic SR's are great and we're really enjoying our time together. We've always got along well so the in-law stereotype has never applied.

Thanks to our families for all the help packing, cleaning and moving. Of course, if you'd like a sneak-preview of our new place we are opening it up to whoever would like to come and help clean!! hahaha... There is much to do.

I think it's my 'nesting' nature that had a hard time saying good-bye to the apartment. For 2 1/2 years it's been home. Many good memories there. It was the first place I lived in that had a dishwasher. Trying to get bulk Costco purchases to fit in our pantry. Our neighbours and their idiosyncracies. Free gas fireplace. Falling off the toilet seat trying to decorate the bathroom for Dan's birthday... hmmm... I'll miss the apartment. During my final sweep of the place I sang to myself, "The hardest part of love is letting go" without even realizing I was singing it. Cheesy, eh?

I am tempted to do a drive-by and see if I can scope out the new neighbour. Dan is trying to convince me this is creepy and stalker-like but perhaps it will help with my closure. I'm sure I will feel better about the whole thing once we are settled into our new home.

Aside from that, school has begun again. I am taking a distance education course and am on a waitlist trying to get approved for another class. I will not be disappointed if I can't get in because it will save me 4 hours of commuting time to and from Harbour Centre (Waterfront in Vancouver). But if I get into the course I will be okay with it too because that will be one less thing to do in the Spring.

Transition time, indeed.