Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Moving On

We said 'hasta' to our beloved little townhouse on Sunday. Five hours, three movers, and lots of sweat later, we were left with this:
Kinda sad. 

As I said before, it's the longest I've lived anywhere since I moved out on my own. We had lots of fun memories in this place:
  • I'll miss the big kitchen where I made many, many messes and many, many delicious things.
  • I'll miss being within walking distance to one of my befri's, Jules (yep, I sure did just use 'befri'). 
  • I'll miss my doggie tie out where I could barely open the door, clip moose onto his leash, and stay inside while he went out and did his business. Especially handy while scantily clad and/or during a snow storm.
  • I'll miss our dining room dance floor.
  • I'll miss that it was within walking distance to Mark's house. And as a result, the frequent random run-ins when he was out running or walking his dog between our houses.
  • I'll miss how easily my herbs and plants grew on our balconies making me feel like maybe I did get a touch of my mom's green thumb after all. 
I was getting ready to quickly switch into baby shower planning mode, but our mama-to-be was told it would be best for her to stick close to home for the duration of her pregnancy. We are sad not to be celebrating her and her sweet baby this weekend, however I know we'll have a blast meeting him this fall...

So instead of being disappointed at the cancellation of the party I am choosing to be a glass-half-full kinda girl and will enjoy the week kicking back in my parents' pool with my Parisian travel books!


POPS said...

Next chapter.

missris said...

Parisian travel books? Perfect timing for Bastille Day!