Are you ready?

I wish I had counted the number of times people would ask me this.  My response was always “No.”  Is one ever really “ready” for something of this magnitude?  And if they were, how might you measure that? 

The whole process has never felt real to me.  I keep thinking it’s just a vacation. 

So, no, I’m not ready.  I don’t know that anyone really could be.  There are just too many unknowns to fully prepare yourself for your new life.  I’ve found the best thing is just to treat every little thing as an adventure (and maybe pack a little less J)

My lovely mother let me store everything I wasn't bringing at her house.  My lovely boyfriend helped me move.  My lovely nephew drove the truck :)

Celebrating our last night in my apartment together with some bubbles (naturally :))  Even though I was never really "ready", I couldn't have done any of it without Brandon.