Moving day looms large

Well, just one short week now until the movers officially come and take my meager furniture and other miscellaneous belongings that wouldn't fit into my moving vehicle (a Honda Civic; yes, I've moved almost all of my belongings using a two-door economy car). I couldn't be more excited about all that's afoot. We've been having the floors in the downstairs redone, and I simply cannot believe how great they're looking. Seems that every time we do something at that place, we discover some little charming detail--patterned floors under old carpets; a pleasant sitting area overlooking the backyard, revealed only after demolishing a shingled carport type structure; and some kind of little trinket shelf built into the dining room wall. Okay, I'm not so sure about that last thing. The electrician discovered it and told us about it. We haven't totally uncovered it yet to know the full extent of it. It sounds so quaint though, and it would definitely explain those lumps under the wallpaper in there...

Anyway, there's a bunch of anxiety going along with all of this. Introducing my cats to Scott's cats isn't something I'm looking forward to, although once they all make friends, it should be a blast. The general pain of unpacking and moving in still awaits for the most part, even though most of my stuff is over there and out of the boxes--there's always more settling in to be done. And then also hanging around is a bunch of other anxious-making stuff that's purely of my own making. Ah well. Such it is with any new adventure in life. We can only wait and see what happens.

I just can't wait to move in! It's wonderful there, and I've been obsessively thinking about moving in for weeks now. Soon we'll be there!