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We're moving. Not to another country, not across this country, but just across the lake. And we're doing this in two weeks.

Chris and I made the decision that we would stay in America for another couple of years because his company is willing two pay for the last two years of grad school, and then he'll have his degree. That's very important to him, and I felt who was I to chase away his dream when he did nothing but support me in mine? I did have my heart set on moving back to Europe next spring, so I can't help but be a little disappointed, but the benefits of him finishing school and working, will be worth some extra time here.

The current commute between his work and school and our home is awful - there's one bridge and it's always backed up. What should be a 25 minute drive is closer to 1.5hrs. Moving reduces that commute to 15 minutes at most. And we have a lovely, but tiny, flat - only 650 square feet. With a writer and student at home, we'll simply require a greater space.

So this weekend we went out looking for flats and found the perfect one. It's in a great little artsy city on the same lake as we're on now. It's 1200 square feet with two bedrooms, two bathrooms, large windows with one bay window, walk in closets, gas fireplace, beautiful tile counter tops, hardwood floors, one block from the beach, one block from the arts centre and performing arts centre. It's more than perfect.

So now, the dirty work begins. The changing of the address, the changing of the phone, the setting up of other bills, the packing. Oh the packing!

I have lived in a lot of places, but I've never had to transfer more than two suitcases. This is the first time that I will have to move a home, and that is seeming like quite a daunting task.

I was standing in the kitchen and I took out a fork. I looked at the fork and all I could think of was "How do you pack a fork?" Then I opened the freezer and thought, "How do you transfer frozen goods? Should we eat it so we don't have to transport it? Could we eat 4 bags of frozen peas in two weeks? Do we just throw it out?"

I keep looking at things and trying to figure out how to fix them in a box. It's actually becoming a sickness. Luckily, we don't have a lot of things or knick knacks, so overall, I can't see packing being that hard. One thing for sure, this will be interesting.

I will miss our little bohemian flat on the water, that's for sure. But, things have been changing around here for us, and moving is just one more step.