On Saturday morning, I drove home from Norfolk for the last time ever.
I don't know how many of you have ever visited Norfolk, but I'm not a huge fan. There are parts that are really nice (Ghent, anyone?) but overall, neither Garrett nor I like it that much. It's dirty, it's crowded, and it's too big and too small, all at the same time. But still - it's where Garrett and I fell in love (awwwwwwwww) so it's special.
(Here I will tell you that Garrett says that Norfolk isn't where we fell in love because we knew before I ever got to Norfolk that night. But that's neither here nor there.)
Any way you slice it, that city has been a major part of our lives for the last nineteen months. It's been the place where the love of my life has lived this whole time. Despite my feelings for the city, every time I cross the bridge and see the ships and the skyline spread before me, I get all tingly because I KNOW that we're finally in the same city again, and it feels really freakin' good.
It's something that became very familiar to me. I know my way around. I have friends there. Even the drive became comfortable to me. It was super long, and BEYOND boring. But I can do it with my eyes closed now. And I can estimate, to the minute, what time I'll arrive at Garrett's apartment.
I'm not kidding. To the minute.
For real, I think I'm hilarious.
Anyway, it's weird. This is the point in our relationship we've been looking forward to literally since it began. But always seemed like a really far-off, unreachable time. "When we live together" was something nice to think about, but it was hard to think of it as a real thing that was going to happen. Don't get me wrong - I'm thrilled. But it's all very "holy crap, really? like... really? for real?" to me. It won't seem REALLY real until we move. It is just craziness. (Anyone have any advice for cohabitating people? Send it my way!)
Okay, that's the sappy, ridiculous portion of this post. Other highlights from last week(end) include:
Some of the best macaroni + chicken and dumplings EVER.
Margaritas as big as your FACE.
Emergency 11pm runs to the grocery store for cheesecake.
Anyway, that's what's happening in my half of the world. Still consuming cheese in all forms, still in love with a really tall guy. Everything is changing, but then again, it's always the exact same.
Happy Monday!
