Today, my sweetheart and I said goodbye to the first home we ever lived in together. It was really bittersweet, but to be honest, I'm glad we are moving on in life. We've enjoyed all of the wonderful people that we've gotten to know through our job at Draper Oaks, but we've also had our fill.

Managing an apartment complex sounds like the dream job when you are a broke, starving college student, but a lot of the actual proceedings of managing are very taxing and difficult to deal with, especially when anyone can come knock on your back door at any minute of the day (most often when you are butt naked about to get in the shower). I'm grateful for the experiences we've shared together here because they've truly brought us together as a couple, but some of them just plain sucked.

I will not miss painting until 3:00 in the morning, only to be woken up at 6:00 am by someone who locked themselves out of their apartment. I will not miss having to deal with crazy tenants who believe they are entitled to whatever they can dream up. I will not miss shoveling snow for an entire apartment complex either!

I will, however, miss our cute first home, the memories that we shared there, the people that we met, and the excitement of having our own place to build up together as a family.

Here are some pictures, mostly for my memory of the place. Walking out of that door for the last time was both relieving and saddening all in one.

Goodbye, first home! I hope to never forget when my sweetheart and I lived here, but I hope beyond hope to forget your horrible carpets (:

Happy Anniversary to my sweetheart!

Words cannot express how much I absolutely love my dear husband of two years. These past two years have been a learning curve, for sure, but I am so much the better because of them.

I'll keep the sappiness to a minimum and just let the world know...

I LOVE MY HUSBAND!!!

Mitch and I attended this years Military Ball and we both received awards! Mitch received "Non-Commissioned Officer of the Year" while I received the "Molly Pitcher Award for Exceptional Support to the Military." Mitch had apparently known we were winning these awards for months, but never bothered to tell me! I was absolutely shocked and completely embarrassed when there was that glorious 10 second pause between them calling my name and me recognizing that they actually meant me - like really, really me.

Here is my award!

I finished my pottery project for the year. It is a ram's head that I had to do for a class. It is absolutely gorgeous in person... not to toot my own horn or anything... (;

I actually looked like a normal, well-functioning human-being for this years Thanksgiving with the Holt side of the family. I absolutely love these people and I am so grateful that have accepted me into their family so graciously! I love these moments (looking good helps too)!

Life has been crazy these past few weeks! Here's some funny updates on our life though!

Mitch thought he saw a spider in our bed. He brought in our crappy kitchen tongs and proceeded to shake out every single blanket we own. Meanwhile, I just laid in the "spider infested" bed.

Mitch and I were reading an article that brought up Hamlet. My cute, illiterate sweetheart said so excitedly, "That's that dude that says Rapunzel, let down your hair, or something like that!!!"

Sure it is, hunny. Sure.

Halloween is tomorrow and our ward Halloween party is tonight. I have no clue what to go as. We are pretty lame. Last year we were a Girl Scout and a Dirtbiker. This year, Mitch wants us to go as... you guessed it... Dirtbikers sans the beard.

I accidentally opened up a can of Sloppy Joe sauce that I thought was Chili, and then proceeded to microwave the sauce... still thinking it was Chili.

Other than that, life has been filled with a whole lot of nothing besides homework, tests, and trying to get as much packed as possible. Mitch and I put in our notice where we work, which means that we also lose our beautiful home. I'm going to miss this place! It has been the only home we have had since we got married, but after two years of managing, we are ready to go (When we did interviews this past weekend for new managers, someone said that the hardest choice that they had to make recently was deciding what to eat for dinner that night. Yeah, he didn't get the job).

I keep slowly packing up boxes from different parts of the house (Hopefully as I pack, Mitch doesn't think he's found a spider and spend the next hour clawing through our things with tongs again...). It doesn't feel quite real yet. In fact, I'm pretty sure it won't feel real until after Christmas break when we just don't come back here. 

But we are moving on to bigger and better things!