We are in the process of finding somewhere to live on the Other Side. We've been looking at apartments online for months, narrowing down which city we want to live in. We started wanting Warendorf, a suburb-like town slightly west of where we assumed R would work. As usual, life took a different turn that what looked like the obvious course for the last 4 years. Rather than working directly for the Mothership, he took a position on one of the Supply Ships. As a result, we got to start a new apartment search, and were pleasantly surprised by what we found. We submitted an application for an apartment last week, and should hear back on it early this week.
We had planned to spend the first week of May apartment hunting, never dreaming it could be this easy. So now we don't know what to do for that week in May, maybe shop for furniture? Get to know our new town? Drink a lot of lattes? Take naps? Get pregnant?
It is getting harder and harder to keep taking that silly little pill every day, but I know if I stop before the wedding it'll pretty much guarantee a bright and shining moment of fertility that will make everything more complicated than it needs to be. I'm already anxious about everything falling into place (as it seems to be doing), no sense adding a bunch of hormones into the mix, right? Right?
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