Ch-ch-ch-changes

This week is a very exciting time for me. I am packing up to move out of my parent’s house and into my first apartment! I’ll be sharing an apartment in St. Louis with my boyfriend, Zach. So, I’m not only growing up and becoming independent of my parents; I’ll also be taking the next step in my relationship. On top of the move, I am going to be working freelance. I’m going to be my own boss at 24! How amazing is that?! 

Oddly enough, I’m not all that nervous. This relaxed feeling is the only unsettling thing about this transition. Shouldn’t I be a wreck?! Maybe it all just hasn’t settled in yet. Perhaps I’ll have a breakdown come Friday, when I’m filling up a U-Haul with all of my belongings and staring at the empty bedroom I’ve had since puberty. 

I think a big reason I’m so calm and collected now is that this move has been a long time coming. Zach (my boyfriend) and I have spent the last two years of our more than four-year relationship long distance. Moving in together has always been the natural thing to do. And, having spent a ridiculous amount of time together in college, I’m prepared for the quirks that living together will bring. I guess I have no reasons to be worried…but that’s what I’m worried about. 

Is it weird to be unsettled by things being settled?