The move

Sunday was the big day. Ryan and I moved in together. We are in a house in Fishers, IN. It's freakin' huge and in a really nice neighborhood. I'm actually very intimidated by the house and the neighborhood, but apparently we can afford it. There are some monster houses in this neighborhood. I just hope no one catches on that we are actually poor. I'm serious! This neighborhood is friggin' nice! We are renting for now with the option to buy (probably not anytime soon). I will post pictures up when we get it in some sort of order.

It took us the entire day to move our stuff from my old place in Muncie. The main reason being, as Ryan put it, "you have a lot of crap." Yes, yes I do. While we were packing up my crap I have found out that Ryan is apparently in disguise the majority of time from his alternate identity: "Super Packer." He is all about making everything fit, come hell or high water. And of course, I "have no idea what it takes or what I am doing." So the theme of the day for me was "get out of the way."
I would try to help him move a piece of furniture or adjust something and if I didn't do this to his exact specifications (that I was supposed to know through my telepathic abilities) I was told to "get out of the way." Talk about a power trip. But to give him credit he (with my obviously poor packing ability) managed to get all of our crap onto a 17 foot U-Haul. It was packed to the brim.

So far everything is kind of foreign to me in this new place but I think it is going to work out really well. Rocky freakin' loves it with all the space to run around. Dammit is slowly adjusting. More on the house as it happens....