It's starting to sink in.

Last night, Torsten and I took a break from our hectic pre-move social schedule and stayed home and did... nothing (unless baking brownies from a mix counts as something, and considering that it takes three minutes of labor, I don't think so).

We didn't pack. We didn't deal with logistics. We didn't plan anything. We just... were. And it was lovely.

The Lakers-Celtics game was on TV, so I lay on the couch half-watching the game and half-reading the new issue of Glamour, while Torsten watched the game and rubbed my leg. Despite the fact that our walls and shelves are bare and we were surrounded by boxes, it was lovely and peaceful and calming. It made me think about all the lovely years of domesticity stretching ahead of us, most of them in our own house. It was a happy image, and I can't believe how soon it's going to happen.

Only recently, I've been realizing that my sense of timing has not been on par with the actual passage of time. What's happened is that we keep saying that we'll do X or Y in one year, or two years, and not on a specific date. So time moves forward, and I keep thinking to myself that we'll do something in one or two years, so it's like the planned time period never arrives.

For example, before we got married we decided we'd start thinking about getting pregnant in about a year and a half. So that's what I've been telling myself, and other people too, and then I realized that you know what? A year and a half is now just a year. And yes, maybe in a few months we'll move to Denver, but now a few months is next week. (OMG.)

And that's exciting. All this stuff that we are really looking forward to, but in a vague far-off sort of way... it's happening, and not that long from now. And in the meantime we still get to enjoy everything we already have, not the least of which involves having few responsibilities and lots of time to spend quietly with each other.

I'm just so EXCITED about Denver. I'm excited about working from home, with Torsten. I'm excited about living in such a great city in such a great location. I'm excited about the weather, and the downtown area, and the nice people, and the mountains and parks and lakes, and the great home prices. I'm excited that in just a few weeks we will have a dog, and that in hopefully not too long we'll have a house and then a baby. I'm excited about where we are now and I'm excited about where we're going to be.

I'm excited about the new routine, and the chance to build more activity into it. I wrote about that over at Not a Diet (so go read!), and it's really exciting to me how close we will be to so many lovely outdoorsy things to do. I have not been the biggest nature lover in the past, but I love being outside, and walking, and especially walking a dog. I still don't think I'll ever love camping, but I am all about getting outside and moving around, as long as I have a nice home with a soft bed to come home to at night.

I still can hardly believe that it's all really happening. I can't believe that it's close enough that we can start making appointments to view places to live. I can't believe that in a week and a day we will be loading up the moving truck and the Civic and beginning the long drive. I can't believe that we can start looking at houses TO BUY whenever we feel like it. It's so LIBERATING. I can't even get over how delighted I am.