You Want Pictures of Our New Apartment

But I haven't uploaded those yet. No, I haven't and you will just have to deal with it. What I do have though are this photo of me with our new car,

and this picture of my engagement ring.

Please ignore my funny short pants in the first photo and how pudgy my hands are in the second and focus on how beautiful this ring is. I will be honest, Nico first showed me this ring via webcam I could not tell what it looked like. I thought it looked like this:

Which, honestly, I would have loved just as much, but the one that my fiance actually chose far surpasses that, in my opinion. It's so me - so us. I stare at it a lot.

Our apartment - the one I do not yet have photos of - despite my complete and utter impatience, is coming along. The boxes of Ikea items are slowly becoming furniture, all the corners are getting cleaned and the cat is getting comfortable enough to start destroying my chair.

The Boy, newly installed in this country, has been wandering around our new neighborhood, trying out all the bakeries, cafes (and McDonalds) on the Main Street.

Evidence of this new domestic bliss to come.

Et Voila!

American in Bath wrote me today saying:

“Where are you? The internet misses you.” To which I reply:

Dearest Internets, I have missed you too. I haven’t felt like writing, though I’ve had loads of time and energy. The well just dried up. I am hoping it comes back soon and of course your gentle prodding always helps.

Oh an how things have changed over here! Last we met I lamented over the no job, no home, no fiancé (in the country) situation. Then, by the grace of God and sisters (and a few internet tricks) I found myself in possession of an apartment, a new job and a new (used!) car in the space of three weeks. And The Boy arrives stateside on Tuesday.

You know, it happened just the way things always happen in my life. Just as I get desperate, just as I think I might start to lose it, things turn around for the better – for the best. That’s how I know there is a God. If you don’t believe in that, at least you can call it a greater power at work. We’re SO not in control here and we can move our lives forward but until you’re going the right direction things tend to be a lot more difficult. It's like paddling against the current without even knowing. Suddenly you turn the boat around and you find yourself gliding into the sunlight without even trying. This is my experience, anyhow.

Our apartment is perfect. The job is great and pays well. The car is neither the Volvo nor the Volkswagen that we were looking for (my dream "adult" car) but is solid and clean. Did I mention The Boy is coming in FIVE DAYS? SIGH. Oh yes, life is good.

Until next time...Which I promise won't be a month. Maybe I'll even post pictures.