One Week

Only one more week until Pete and I close on our house. I'm excited, but part of me is also kind of scared. There are several reasons for my mixed emotions:

1) I will officially live in Minnesota. No more Montana. No more Wisconsin. I will own a home in Minnesota. It's not just a place to visit Pete anymore. In fact, people will have to come here to visit me.

2) Wow, a house is a huge commitment. Some days I'm lucky to be able to feed myself breakfast and function all day long. I don't feel that grown up. I'm not married. A year ago I had no idea where I would be right now. Part of me wonders if I'm grown up and responsible enough to own my own home.

3) I realize that I have decided to make Minnesota my home, and that eventually it will feel that way, but right now it doesn't. After just a few months in Madison I felt more at home than I do here after almost a year. Part of that I think is that in Madison I was all alone and got to know the town myself, where as here I don't do much by myself because I have Pete. I'm glad I do, but it still doesn't feel like my town. It's also kind of bittersweet because there are many things I miss, and Pete's whole life is already here. He has his family, his friends, his career. I know it's my home now, too, but I guess it's going to take me a little longer to get there. I guess even when you know someone moving to a new place is going to be a little lonely.