It's nearly 1 a.m. and I am doing one of the things that always makes me feel good: eating warm, gooey chocolate chip cookies with vanilla ice cream while watching my Simpsons DVDs.
My guy helped me to move the rest of my stuff from his apartment into my new place. It was a long day, with lots of heavy stuff, but it went well.
I spent a few hours cleaning up and unpacking and have many more hours to go.
It's a new start for us, for me. I don't know what's going to happen, but, I can say this, I am not afraid.