Our Last Morning Waking Up In A Bed That Someone Else Will Make

Last night we realized that in my frenzied packing I packed the wallet with our credit card in the suitcase that is now in the apartment.  So while I finished gathering our things at the hotel Adam took a taxi to the apartment to get the card so we could pay for the hotel room…can you imagine if we hadn’t realized it until check out time…how embarrassing!

These past 5 weeks I have realized something that I thought was true about me before…I was not meant to be unsettled.  Adam is wonderful he can adapt to living in a hotel for whatever length of time necessary…not me…even at the Kande.  The past couple nights I have been so excited, making lists in my head, not sleeping, thinking how I am going to arrange the living room furniture, thinking of where I am going to hang pictures, picturing having people over for dinner, thinking about which shelf in the kitchen will be the snack shelf or the plate shelf, thinking about the fresh fruit I want to buy at the market now that I have a kitchen and a knife and a plate.  So far I have been extremely happy here, but now I can make a home here.  I want Adam to feel relaxed when he comes home from work, I want us to be able to lay on the sofa in our pajamas and watch movies one Saturday, I want to be able to make some mac and cheese for dinner when Adam works late, and most of all I want to unpack my suitcase and get our things out of those wonderful vacuum bags.