It hasn't quite hit me..

I've been busily preparing for the day that is coming soon...

I've been planning, shopping, organizing, packing, dreaming...

But, it hasn't really hit me yet, that in just over a week, we will finally have our own home.

We lay in bed at night and talk about it. Our hopes and dreams, our visions, our plans to make this house our warm and inviting home. Boy do we talk about it... the conversation always starts as.."You know what I can't wait for?"

I don't know how many times I've heard that line from my excited husband, how many times I've said it myself. They could be the tiniest things... being just us, making a garden, decorating....

But, what I truly can't wait for.... is to start my own life, just the way I planned it. To try and be the most perfect wife I can for my husband, become the women that reflects my own mother, to just live the life I have been patiently waiting for, for 22 years.

Living with my parents for the last 7 months after my wedding has had its up and downs... but more then anything it has given me the time to get ready, mentally especially. This life is all so new, being married, being thrown into the world without a clue as to how it works.

At this moment... I'm scared, anxious, excited... all these feelings mushed up into one. I wonder constantly if we will make it, have enough money to buy food, support ourselves, even after time and time again I sit down and look at wants coming in, to what would be going out, and we'll be just fine. I think it's just the anxiety of something new, something unknown.

We will be just fine...

It seems so silly to have all these feelings about moving out. Leaving my parents, the ones who I have been with day in and day out for over 22 years now.... no longer will I come home to them.. no longer will they be in my life as much as they have been these last 22 years... they've taught me well, and brought me up to what I believe a pretty well rounded gal =) I wouldn't have been able to do it without them... it's a good thing I'm only moving right up the road....(hah!)

It will be different.. it will be new, and exciting. It will be a relief... I am ready to stop living out of boxes.. it's going to be like Christmas morning unpacking, because truthfully, I don't remember half the stuff I have (we have alot)

Next weekend marks the day I get to start to move into my house. We won't be all in right away... there are a few things we have to do (installing lights, moving cabinets, painting) But, we will start to move stuff in slowly, and the following weekend will hopefully (if we're ready) the big move in week, where all the furniture will be moved it.

We have a lot to do... and so little time!

But, that's life isn't it?