the wait is over.

In my {distance makes the heart grow fonder} series, many couples relish in the happy light of their new lives together once their long distance is behind them. As one of my sweet readers noted, the transition to togetherness isn't a topic which receives much discussion.

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Our transition wasn't necessarily hard--but it wasn't without incident either. The moving process was pure hell. Getting his life in North Carolina into a northbound UHaul took twice as long as expected, which meant we spent an all-nighter {in the rain} driving up to DC to unite his things with mine. I'll spare you all the goofy details, but suffice it to say, our things made it into our "pod" within minutes of the driver coming to pick it up. It was NOT fun, but we survived.

For one action-packed and amazing week, we lived out of suitcases, slept on an air mattresses, and maximized those last few days in the District. It was rather blissful--that is, until we had to make the drive north to be reunited with our pod in Rhode Island. Nine days after the whole process started, we finally had dishes in our cabinets and sheets on our bed. The next few days are a bit of a blur, but I remember those first few months vividly.

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I'd like to think they were easy, but the reality was that they weren't. We both were used to our freedom: being able to watch the shows we wanted {when we wanted}, sleep diagonally across the bed, and meet up with friends for dinner. Our reality quickly changed when we moved to a city where we knew no one, living in a loft apartment with no doors {except on the bathrooms!}. 

It took some time, but we figured it out--just as everyone does. I learned to accept that {cv} takes his shoes off immediately upon stepping into our living room--and never moves them from there. He came to understand my weird squeeze method for the toothpaste tube. We love each other all the same, weird habits and all. 

Living with anyone isn't easy, but when it's someone with whom you intend to spend the rest of your life, the pressures are endless. My advice? Take it one day at a time. It won't always be peachy, but it will be worth it. Whether you were long distance before or lived across town, it's a new journey which is exciting and scary all at the same time. You're best off to embrace it :)

P.S. Boston Bloggers - tickets to the June Meet + Greet are now available :)