Who am I?

Living in my very own house has changed me. Completely. For those of you who knew me in my pre-my-own-house stage, I was a messy person. Quite messy actually. I have morphed into my mother and sister upon stepping foot in the door and arranging all the furniture. I clean everyday. I do dishes at least twice a day. I make the bed every morning. I barely recognize my self after a wonderful cleaning session. What have I become? I used to make fun of my mom for over cleaning when company was going to come over, but when I found out yesterday afternoon that Kevin's friend might be coming over...at first I was upset that he didn't tell me earlier and give me enough time to clean well, then I spent all afternoon cleaning. Kitchen, bathroom, living room, mopping, vacuuming, dusting, the works. I felt great when I lit the candles and sat back on my couch with a clean, great-smelling apartment.

Who am I?


In other news...

I love it here!! I've been on the subway and the bus all by myself and I didn't get lost!!! I am very proud of my self. I went to Times Square and had a piece of cheescake from Junior's (the best). I even brought Kevin home a piece, I'm a great wife. I've cooked every night, except one when me and Kevin went out. I love walking to the grocery store in like 4 seconds instead of a 30 minute car ride. Everything I need is here where I live and takes barely any effort to walk to. It's awesome.

Is this a sign?

I'm talking to Kevin as I type. He was going to the apartment to get the keys to our place and...

He can't find the building.

He's been there before, but they took a car and he's walking now. The buildings go from 1561, 1563, 1575. Ours is 1564.

So he crossed the street and still isn't sure where it is. This doesn't look good.


***UPDATE***

He found it. He found it. I'm not there, but he found it... :( :)

Freak Out?

So, WE GOT OUR APARTMENT. It was the only neighborhood in the Bronx I had walked through and loved so I am overjoyed that we got the apartment we wanted.



That's the floor plan.

I have sooo many emotions running through me at the moment. Joy, Fright, Happiness, anxiety, worry, just to name a few. I really won't be able to move up until the wedding in September. UGH! That drives me nuts, especially when Kevin will move in tomorrow!

I feel like I have a million things to pack and accomplish before September and move in date. I don't know what to do. I'm not really even relaxed writing all of this right now...

I will write more later.

On another note: I got contacts and cute new sunglasses: