The End of the Long-Distance Relationship Era

This past Tuesday, The Fiance had a job interview here in my home city at one of only two companies in this area that does what he does. And . . . well, I'll let him tell you in his own words, which were ripped shamelessly from the pages of his blog:

It's not an April Fool's joke--I got the job!! I will give two weeks notice at [current employer] when I get there on Monday, and I've already hired "Jacob" to help me move in a couple of weeks. I was thrilled earlier when I heard the voice mail telling me that I got the position, especially since it ended a long week from traveling for the interview to coming back and hurting my back to working the last couple of days with the hurt back hoping and wishing that I'd get hired. But when I called my fiancee and informed her, her excited inhale and high-pitched "Really?" kinda broke me emotionally. It's been a long, long journey from our first few dates to this point. We knew that one of us was going to have to uproot his or her life and make a big move in order for our relationship to work. But I have no doubt, as I sit here now, that I'm making the right move for the right person.

Isn't he sweeet! I think I'll keep him.

So we have reached the end of an era. And the beginning of a new one. It all feels so surreal and almost too good to be true. After 5 long years, The Fiance and I are finally merging our lives together. Somebody pinch me. Surely, I must still be dreaming.