I am rather excited right now.
Steve and I decided we were going to move in together quite some time ago, but there's always been something that's a reason not to. I've had a big hospital appointment coming up. He's been overworked. I've been messing about with a benefit renewal and don't want to move in the middle of it. He wants to get his exams done first. There's a holiday/birthday/other miscellaneous event going on. Whatever.
This month, though, we decided we were just going to go ahead and do it (this is why I have been cleaning under my bed). And today, we put a definite if slightly imprecise schedule on it. Due to the sizeable distance between us, the issues of merging two fully equipped and furnished households into one, and the challenges imposed by my limited capabilities, it's going to be a bit trickier than it might otherwise have been. However, we've developed a plan for moving me and my stuff over a period of a couple of weeks which seems like it'll work. A few minor details need sorting out - friends need to be enlisted at each end to help shift stuff, a van needs to be hired, that sort of thing - but we aim to start the move about two weeks from now, and have it completed within about two weeks of that.
I am so excited I can't even describe it.