Moving is not fun

Jessy and I moved this past weekend.  We decided that after a year of dating we would try living together.  After weeks of packing we had all of our stuff moved to the new place this past weekend.  It still looks like a war zone and I’m sure it will for a while.  I also have some repairs to make after the movers dinged a couple walls pretty bad. If this had been a house we bought, I’d have been much more upset.  The house is okay, it wasn’t my first choice; and I think after moving in and realizing a few things, it’s not Jessy’s first choice anymore either.  But it’s a nice house, and it will be good enough for a year or two.