Whew, okay, that is out of the way.
Two weeks after moving, we finally have Internet. From now on...next time we move I am going to insist on having Internet on right along with water, electricity and gas before I set foot in my abode. It has been a rough two weeks, no music, no blogging, no reading endless and mindless articles, YouTube, Netflix...can you see how sad I've been? Going camping for a few days, I can handle roughing it without Internet...beyond that all bets are off.
We're loving our new apartment. My favorite feature? Windows. Our last apartment didn't have a window anywhere, or at least a window respectable enough to call a window. This is what basement apartment living is all about. That's before we get to the made in the 1970's carpet.
Yes, we love our new apartment. It's taken a lot of getting used to...before I could be in the kitchen, my sweetheart could be in any given room in the apartment and we could carry on a conversation. This apartment is a little too big for us to be wandering around in and have nice continuous conversations. So we're learning to sit still and complete conversations before exiting the room.
Also...we've never needed furniture up until this point. Last apartment was too small for furniture. Now we have a big vacant room that I believe people call a "living room". It's a bit echo-y, and it turns out (as we learned from our prior apartments) American visitors (well, come to think of it even our international visitors...) find it a bit odd to be invited to take a seat on the floor. Couches, dinner table seating are apparently big things in our culture. (I sincerely hope you caught my sarcasm through all of that.)
I'm incredibly happy right now. I'm so happy to be moved out of Utah County, so not my kind of town. I've gotten comments from Salt Lakers about how "rough" a transition it must be working in Salt Lake City and moving here after growing up in and living in Happy Valley for so long...but honestly, it just feels like coming home. People are so nice in Salt Lake. Everyone's a little "weird", and it makes it so we can all get along and be genuine. I love it.
Years ago, when I first moved to Salt Lake City, people must have thought I was so strange being so quiet, shy and downright fearful of speaking. I got over that fast once I saw that Salt Lake City really is a place you can be open and honest about who and what you are. As long as you don't shame others for being different, others won't shame you for being your brand of different.
I definitely feel like my sweetheart and I are moving towards a brilliant new era in our lives. I'm excited about all the opportunities we're being presented with and blessings we're receiving from God everyday. Every time I get alone with my thoughts, I feel as if I'm bursting with joy. I'm so grateful my little heart can't quite contain it. I can't believe I wake up every morning with my sweetheart right beside me. I spend each day working on various creative projects for my JOB. I've put a great distance between me and my hometown. I can't believe this is my real life.
I feel like I should use that last paragraph for an acceptance speech or something. I am pretty sure a few of you readers are laughing and saying something like, "Sheesh, Annalisa...don't get so excited you're STILL in Utah and that's not very exciting." and "Whoop-dee-do, you have a decent job out of college...chill out."
But I will not "chill out", I am celebrating this victory with full gusto.
Peace!
