Well, it's official. After packing and getting ready to go all morning, driving to Provo, running a bunch of errands, and hours and hours of unpacking and organizing, I am almost completely settled into my new apartment. Hooray! For the first time in months, I will be attending church without first having either spent the night on the floor in Provo or commuted from home. :) I've been looking forward to this day...basically since I moved out in April.
And yet, here I am, sitting on the floor in my new living room, definitely less than ecstatic. I have always gotten these mixed feelings in past years, but this year seemed different, and I didn't think I'd have to deal with these feelings again. But here they are. I guess I should know myself well enough to know that I can't go through any big change, no matter how excited I am for it, without some reservations. And it certainly doesn't help that I'm exhausted from a day of hard work and that it's late at night. Things will probably look brighter in the morning. I really am so excited to be able to contribute more fully to my ward, and to start classes again and see my friends and learn and have fun. It'll be great! I guess that's the definition of mixed feelings. :) It's just too bad that I can't be one of the stereotypical college students who seem to thrive on change. Ah well.