The New Pad

We've started the lease on the new place. This is a little odd for me. It's not my place, it's not her place, it's our place. I mean, I've had roommates before, and that wasn't so odd, but that was a very different thing. There was a distinction between his stuff and my stuff, with all my roommates. Now, there's not so much. We're talking about "our" bedroom. I'm OK organizing our bookshelf (formerly hers) with our books (formerly hers), because I'm part of the team. I guess this just brings home how unusual this is for me. Before being with Heidi, I never thought of anything that lasted my whole life. Even my salvation was sort of "Meh, we'll see what happens." But now here we are, moving her stuff into our place. On wednesday we move my stuff in, and I start living there (Heidi will be at her parents' place until the wedding).

I'm really going to miss living in the city, but I guess I'll adapt to the slower pace of life, and I'll certainly adapt to the better parking and traffic options. I'm afraid we're going to have to leave my church in the city, just because there's not much chance of community happening with us way the heck out in the 'burbs. Meh, we'll see what happens.

Also, we just got our bedframe delivered. It's freakin' ginormous. It's easily the biggest piece of furniture I've ever owned, and Heidi got it for a little over a third of it's original full cost. The mattress hasn't come yet, so right now it's just a frame, but we're getting there.