August 6, 2008

• In an astonishing turn of events (and shift in long-standing policy), Fella has given the go-ahead for Zesty to move in.  Like, whever.  Not bit-by-bit until right before our nuptials like I had been expecting (and have started to execute).  This is so astonishing because Fella has been adamently opposed to cohabitation.  It's a respect thing. 

  But the stress is mounting at home--between the things that my parents want done and the things that I need to get done, it's a bit of a nightmare.  And maybe the "respect thing" became moot after my parents allowed Fella and I to both stay in the guest bedroom Independence Eve.  "After all," said MotherZest, "you are engaged."

  For now, I'm still moving in bits-and-pieces each Friday.  In a couple of weeks, though, we'll do some major move-in damage.

  Less than 10 weeks until the big day...

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