It's crazy how money can constantly be on your mind. I miss being somewhat financially secure. It's not that I am in financial trouble or anything, but I don't know how much this move is going to cost us. I mean I know some up-front costs we'll have, but there are going to be so many more things. Even how much gas money we'll need, for instance. We'll try to travel light but we'll still have some luggage with us. We'll try to minimize expenses by packing lunches etc but still. It's an unknown expense, on top of not knowing where we will be living yet.

Yeah, we're kinda planning on just rolling in and taking a few days to find a place to live. I hate this plan (because it's not really a plan) but it's the best we have.

We've been worrying so much about money that I started feeling guilty about the amount of money he spent on my engagement ring. It's not extravagant by any means but I started feeling like that money could have been used elsewhere. When I told Wes he said I shouldn't worry about it. "Buying you that ring and giving it to you was the funnest, most meaningful thing I could do with that money." I love that guy.

I've been working out and counting calories again. Doing Jillian Michaels 30 day shred in the morning before work, and going for a walk in the evening when the sun goes down. Also eating 1200-1400 calories daily. I've been doing this for two weeks now and lost 3lbs! I also feel much better about myself. The 30 day shred is a killer, but I am halfway through it!

I also realized that I'm strangely happy when Wes tells me he enjoys my cooking. For instance I was telling him about the lunch I made myself for today (quinoa salad with tuna, avocado, tomato and cucumber) and he exclaimed that he wishes I could make his lunches. It never used to matter to me that I could cook for someone else, but now it really does. I'm glad I can do that