What? It's December?!

When the hell did that happen?!

I can't believe it's already December!

I'm that much closer to moving and I'm getting more and more homesick. It's crazy. I get to live my dream. My DREAM and I'm being homesick. I'm envious of my husband right now, he's nothing else but excited. Then again I guess nothing can be as bad as the military. It's been really really cold lately and I haven't really felt like doing anything but cuddle under a fluffy blanket and read. I'm loving all this Christmasy stuff. I'm loving Seattles Best's Peppermint Mocha and Bath & Body Works Twisted Peppermint body lotion. mMm!

I have a ton of cleaning to do and packing. I don't know where to even begin. I'm losing my train of thought lol. Husband is watching Message in a Bottle which is my ultimate favorite Nicolas Sparks book. 

I hate how I want to blog but I never know what to say.

Thank you!

Thank you everyone for the congrats on the engagement! I'm excited! Though my ring makes it hard to wash my hands. And every time he squeezes that hand, I wanna punch him in the face. It hurts! Haha. But I really like it, he did SO well. I think hes more amazed with it than I am though, I swear he wants to see it every five seconds.

I'm feeling mixed emotions. I'm excited because now I can plan the wedding and do all the exciting girly things (minus having someone to do them with which is why I'm hoping Marissa will be free for the next few months so I can drag her around with me lol)! But at the same time, I'm sad and anxious because it just makes everything so much more... real. Him leaving for Basic Training, him being gone for the next six or so months... not being able to talk to him for the first six and a half weeks he'll be gone... our lives changing and growing up. I think I'm scared of that the most. Seriously, just thinking about it is giving me a lump in my throat and making me super anxious.

Is this normal? To be excited but scared and anxious at the same time?

I'm excited to start a new life, to finally get to start my life with him. But I dont want to leave my parents. I dont want to move to somewhere random not knowing how far away I'll be. I dont want to be away from my dog and cat. I couldnt imagine calling any other room "my room". I know I can always come home. I know I can always call my mom and dad. But it wont be the same, you know? I'm 24, I'm suppose to had already left home... but still. It feels so... scary =(.