Sitting here waiting for my insulin to kick in before I go get breakfast. 

Last night I realized that today will be our last normal day in this apartment, where all the routines and schedule and everything is the same as its always been.  DH is off work for a week starting tomorrow and we've got to hit the ground running.  There's a room at the new place we kind of want to repaint, we've got to start boxing stuff up for real.  We've got furniture to shop for.  We'll probably take at least some of the easy-to-move stuff over ourselves so there's less chaos on moving day.  We'll be spending this weekend mostly working instead of mostly playing.  Then the movers are coming on Tuesday and on Wednesday our new lease officially starts.

So it all starts tomorrow.  It always feels strange at this stage of things.  At least I've been through it enough to know the drill and not be thrown off by how weird it feels.  I won't miss this place in the "I wish we were back there" sense.  But it will always be our first apartment together, and after so much time here it will feel strange NOT living here, being somewhere else.  I keep thinking of little things that will have to change.  Right down to how I shave my legs, because I won't be able to put my foot in the same place in the new shower that I do here.  It's a lot of nervousness - will this, that, or the other thing work out, how will we deal with x, y , or z being different, can I adjust to it?  And of course I CAN but I'm a creature of habit and it's going to be a bit stressful at times.  The first few days of feeling out of your element in your own home.

The actual move is okay.  It'll be a few days of hard work and I'm sure we'll be tired and probably short-tempered, but it's over soon enough.  The hardest part really is settling in afterwards, getting new routines.  I'm not looking forward to the breaking-in period (you're talking to the girl who has broken into tears after reinstalling Windows - I don't DO change very well!) but I think once that's over, it's gonna be great.

Just the fact that the windows close side-to-side instead of out and in.  There are plenty of outlets for once!  There's a freaking vent in the bathroom.  That bathroom has quite literally more counter space than our current kitchen!  There are cabinets...oh my goodness!  I won't have to co-opt a bookshelf as a pantry anymore!  Just those things alone are enough to make it worlds above this place.  But that doesn't mean it's going to be easy.

So I'm sitting here waiting for my insulin to kick in, knowing my world is about to change but I have no idea exactly how, no way to prepare for it.  I can just sit here and watch it coming.  It's almost a feeling of dread if I didn't know I was going to something better.  So for today I guess I'll just take it easy, enjoy my last day of feeling normal for a while.  Until I figure out what the new normal will be, anyway :)