Well, consider this the "to be continued" and the "conclusion" all in one swoop. After
I think that this is especially fitting, the heavens shining down and all. And what a hallelujah moment it was. Right when I was beginning to think that what we were looking for simply didn't exist (drama queen, I know) this one blew all the other ones out of the water. What I wanted, where I wanted it, and more importantly, under budget! Patience, patience, patience. You think I'd be practicing what I preach by now, huh?
The only thing I do miss about the search was the distraction it provided. I didn't have time to think about how many more days I had until my "roommate" (as I'm sure my Mom would prefer I refer to him as) would be returning; I was too busy making sure we wouldn't be homeless (again, the drama... I know, I know). This search was the perfect thing for me to simultaneously bitch about while being ever so thankful that something was eating up all my idle time. Stress, my friends, is the ultimate distraction.
Now that we've found the chosen one, I have a whole other laundry list of things to think about until he arrives. Yes, the usual logistics; moving, his shit, my shit, where are we going to put all this shit, etc. But I've also found much more comforting thoughts to pass the time, to keep me occupied.
Like that this isn't just any move, its a move in. That these aren't just logistics so two people have a place to sleep and cover their heads, this is a huge step and a commitment; something we are both so excited to do. That this new apartment will be the place where I get to see the person I love every single solitary day, morning, noon and night-- I hope he knows what he signed up for! And more importantly, that this is more than just an apartment; this is the first big step of many more, big and small, to follow.
Honestly, what could be a better way to pass the time?