it's a miracle we arrived in saint louis at all in that overstuffed wagon of ours. numerous items were precariously balanced and tied down on top. the back end was so weighed down, it looked three inches lower than the front. and just forget opening any of the rear doors without causing an avalanche of all the random crap we had stuffed into every available crevice. in fact, it looked like that station wagon might have popped off the set of the beverly hillbillies. honestly, all we were missed was granny riding on top.
but here we are.
we rolled into town earlier than we had expected and decided to do a quick drive-by of our soon-to-be house and neighborhood. as we approached, we both remarked on the butterflies we were each feeling. we had been staring at this house on paper and in pictures for so long that it seemed like a faint memory. i compared it to what i imagine the first meeting of an online love connection must be like. would we be just as in love as our first encounter? or did we just leave our lives behind in new england for nothing?
as we pulled up to our shell of a building, still boarded up and still awaiting its new life, we were relieved that we both still felt good about our decision. most importantly, we are excited and looking forward to it all: excited to live down the street from the library, excited to be near some great restaurants again, and excited to be close to a gorgeous city park.
now, if only we could skip over these next months of anticipation... and living in my parents' house.
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