Farewell, Denver.

Here it is. My last night in Denver. I’m sitting here drinking a beer that I brought back from Asheville and reminiscing about all the wonderful places I’ve lived.  Now I can add the city of Denver to the list. 

It’s a nice place, Denver. It’s not for me, but it’s a nice place. I did enjoy the beer and the food in all of its endless possibilities, but otherwise I’m not sure I was using this city to it’s fullest potential. I’m still not a city person.

My anniversary in Denver was just 3 days ago and I move tomorrow.  This move is especially exciting because I am moving in with my man.  Perhaps even THE man, I believe.  He’s got a cute little place in South Boulder that will be perfect for two people in love and a dog.  It’s weird to think that this is my last night of living on my own - potentially forever. 

For a lot of obvious reasons this move feels extremely different. For starters I am only moving 35 minutes away.  There are no goodbyes necessary, in fact, most people don’t even know that I’m moving and probably don’t care. I’m just down the road. I don’t need to eat all my perishable food. I don’t have any bills to notify. My lease is still active until the end of the month so if I don’t get all my things moved tomorrow - no problem. And to top it all off I’m moving in with the greatest man ever, so there is really very little stress involved with this move. Which is great. However, that stress is what usually motivates me to get off my ass and pack... perhaps the panic will set in in the morning.

Can we just appreciate for a moment that I will be LIVING with a BOY tomorrow?? That, beyond the simple act of moving, is what really throws me off. The emotions I’m feeling are hard to capture.  It’s certainly not fear.  I’m really quite excited about this. He’s my favorite person ever and now I get to see his face every single day. I am perhaps a little nervous.  I really don’t want to mess this relationship up, but like I’ve said a million times, I’d rather know now then 10 years down the road. I am definitely feeling a lot of anticipation and curiosity. This is completely unknown to me. I know how to move. I know how to settle into a new town. I even know how to move in with a new roommate. But moving in with a romantic partner?  Totally new to me. Everything will be shared space. There will be a lot of togetherness.  A lot of compromise. A lot of growing pains as we learn how to do this together. But overall I expect it to be a lot of fun.  

So there is it. Farewell, Denver. I’m sleeping diagonal tonight. Just because I can.