Bittersweet

I can't believe that in 2 days I will be in my new apartment.

It doesn't seem real that I'm moving out.

I've lived at home for 22 years and now I'm leaving.

To go live in a different city 45 minutes away.

I don't do well with change and this kind of change is bittersweet.

I'm soo excited to be getting my own apartment (with my best friend) and finally venturing out. I never thought this day would come and I've never been more excited for anything, ever.

But I won't see my mom everyday. I won't see my animals everyday. My dog, Frankie, won't scratch at my door multiple times a day because he wants to be near me.

I won't see Tony everyday. Since he moved closer to me over a year ago, I basically see him everyday since he's 5 minutes away. But now that I'm moving 45 minutes away, we won't be able to see each other as much. More like on weekends and maybe once during the week if I'm lucky. It sucks, but that's how it was the first year we were together.

It's just very, very bittersweet, yet so exciting.

I'm all packed and ready to go. There are a few things that I haven't packed because I will be coming out here Sunday (because I go to my dad's house on Sunday's for dinner) and so I can pick up more stuff then.

We won't have internet and cable until Monday afternoon, so I will update y'all then on how it's going. :)

Have a great weekend and wish me luck on this move!! :)