Looky what came!

See what was in my mailbox! That's right, my Missouri dental hygiene license! Now it really feels official! I sent my resume to 5 different pediatric dental offices in hopes I will dazzle them with my skills and they will hire me on the spot! In a perfect world right??

2 weeks from today the Mr. and I will offcially be living apart. Ten hours, four states and one time zone apart to be exact. It's going to be so weird. Since we started dating I don't think we've gone more than a week without seeing each other. And I've never, in my entire life, lived alone. Kasey dog might not been much of a conversationalist those first few years I lived in the condo, but at least he kept me company. Well with both dogs making the trip with "dad" I will really be by myself. Adam keeps joking that without me there will be no one do his laundry and cook for him. Ha.ha.ha. I told him if that's all he needs to survive he should have got a maid not a wife. :) Truth be told, I think he's going to be more lonely than me. I have at least lived sans roomate/family/significant other before...he has not. Plus he will be in a whole new city where he doesn't know a single soul outside my brother. I've already been trying to teach him a crash course in cooking so he doesn't survive on pizza rolls alone. And at least on the weekends he can go bum around the lake with my fam. Though he claims he won't because he will feel guilty having fun while I'm stuck here alone. *insert awww* When I told him I got my license he said..."so does this mean we get to move together??" :( No, But at least it means I have a better chance at employment which will eventually lead to being together again.

I've pretty much given up hope that the condo will ever sell. At least not in this market. The last guy who came through said it was "too feminine." Seriously? He does realize everything goes when we move right? And it's not like I have Laura Ashley and Boyd's Bears all over. Pardon me for not having a swingin' bachelor pad with leather furniture and a bear skin rug. I admit my place has a woman's touch...it is a woman's home afterall...but it is by no means super girly. I did finally take my wedding dress off the bedroom door, that probably would have made the guy spontaneouly combust! I think I better go knudge the St Joseph statue we buried....maybe he fell asleep over the winter and forgot about us. 10 months and counting......