Well, I’m slowly dribbling everything out of my house and into that of my fiancée. The other guys in the house have been doing likewise, and so the house is starting to look just a bit sparse. I suspect it will get more and more ghost-like as the days progress.
It’s a very strange feeling sometimes to think that my single life is coming to an end. I’ve been on my own for ten years, and so I’ve gotten used to doing things my way. However, a lot of things about it are going to be nice. For instance, I will probably waste a lot less time, since I’ll feel all married and responsible.