Packing up the pieces...

I can't believe I'm packing up and moving out of my cute little apartment! But, of course, I'm getting married, and we've found a house, and so the next step is to pack up and move... I remember when I moved here almost four years ago (yes! it's been that long) - I couldn't imagine living here for more than a year - now, four years later, I can't imagine not living here. This place has been my safe place, my sanctuary, it's been ... home. It's where, even though I wasn't looking - I found myself. And it's where I found love again. Now, it's time to let go and begin another new adventure. For a girl who doesn't like change much, I'm about to embark on nothing but change! I think I'm ready for it though. I've actually become bored with my predictable, structured lifestyle and though I still want to maintain order and a schedule, I'm also ready for some changes...
And there's no time like the present. I packed 10 boxes today and cleaned out a bunch of stuff and made about 10 trips to the dumpster. I just sorted through and threw away a bunch of stuff when I moved here, how could I have accumulated more? It happens... The packing went well, I felt at peace about it, and felt that maybe - just maybe I'll be ready to move on June 1st... the wedding preparations will all get done in time and I will truly be able to celebrate on July 1st! In the meantime, there is more packing to be done.