The process of packing for moving is really stressful. I am very excited for what lies ahead but it is definitely a stressful process, getting everything put into boxes. The girls are really excited about it and have been trying to "help" me pack, which has oftentimes proven to be more work than help...but I am feeling very thankful that they are so eager to start the new chapter of our lives.
I can't help but feel apprehensive about what's to come. This isn't my first rodeo and I am a bit nervous about making this work. Sure, we've known each other since we were kids and have only grown closer over the years, but the real test will be when we live together - and that's kind of scary. Mitch has been through a lot in his relationships, especially his marriage, and so we're both starting over. I wonder if the damage from his marriage ending will ever get in the way of us, just as much as I worry if the independence I've had for the last few years will get in the way of us.
I am so used to being by myself (or by myself with the kids) and making decisions for myself. I'm not used to checking in and explaining myself to someone - I'm used to just doing what I feel is necessary or right for whatever situation that I'm in. I take the kids' needs and my own needs into consideration and just do what I want. Mitch tends to need more explanation than I'm used to giving and it'll take some adjusting on my part to be able to give him the information that he wants.
It'll be an interesting journey, that's for sure.
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