Another chapter of my life is just beginning, and I don't quite know what to think about it.  My fiancé and I have officially got ourselves an apartment, and we're moving in mid-August.  We haven't lived together since Scotland, where we met, so having our own place to share will be a new adventure, and hopefully a good one. 

I've had such fun, interesting news from my friends lately.  One of them is moving to Prince George for a boy - a girl I never thought would move anywhere but for her own motives.  Another is moving in with her boyfriend, a step towards a larger commitment.  Another friend has found a possible Post-Doc position in Ireland for when she finishes her PhD.  And here I am, planning a wedding and trying to build a home.

We'll be short for money, I think, but we'll make it work.  Neither of us are big spenders.  I think really, the overall sensation is relief.  Relief that things are moving, changing.  After so long playing limbo, there's a real satisfaction in seeing a way forward.  And of course... just a touch of excitement.

Wonder what colour I should paint the walls...