Thank you for all of the comments on the last post. They actually really helped and made me teary I was so grateful.
Things are going much, much better. Moving day was actually fun and uplifting* - except for one scary-yelly moment when we realized that we had taken a big chunk out of our (lovely, gorgeous) door-jamb because we refused to admit that our boxspring simply wouldn't fit up the 1900-era staircase into our bedroom. Have I mentioned that our new apartment is amazing? And that a boxspring that splits into two parts so as to fit up the stairs is a) totally affordable and b) available from the mattress store that is two blocks form our house? We recovered quickly. Presently, the only concern in our marriage is that D$ has started sleeping with someone from Comcast because he somehow arranged for us to get internet almost two weeks before they said we could have it.
Now that the worst has passed (hopefully) I am tempted to let myself get caught up in the clutter of unpacking and not write about the last month. I am going to try and resist that urge as much as possible, because (as you wise women all said in the comments) writing about it is important and will help me to keep myself honest and to learn about what the eff happened.But - But! This weekend we visit Seattle for a friend's engagement party and Sunday is our anniversary. I am going to let myself enjoy my new space with my sweetie for the next few days, relax on my trip, and then I'll be back to examine the cockles of my poor, twisted, heart.
In other news: I think I am almost done with my wedding graduate post for APW. I figured I should submit it before the one-year anniversary passes by, no?
Take care, y'all,
*I know! This sounds like a total lie because moving is hell. But most of our stuff was still in boxes in storage and my parents were SUPER excited and helpful...and I had stocked the fridge in our new apartment with nice beer and Diet Cherry Coke. We had everything moved in by 1:00 in the afternoon, I kid you not.
Edward Munch painting from here.