Wow, last night was strange. I went over to do a last vacuuming of our apartment before we hand over the keys, and it was like a flood of emotion to go through that empty apartment one last time.
So many big things happened in that apartment over the few years Jim and I lived there… It was our first place together, and as I walked through the apartment, all I could think about were the memories that were created there.
The big things accomplished or experienced while living in that little two-bedroom apartment:
- Jim and I lived together for the first time, and went through the process of learning to share a living space with a significant other (the battles over furniture placement, who does which chores, who gets the remote). [Pictured to the right is the painting our guests did at our apartment housewarming when we first moved in.
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- I got my “timshel” tattoo, became an Apple/Mac convert, wrote four Nanowrimo novels, playing a LOT of WoW, became a tea junkie with a tea podcast, rediscovered comics, and bought (and fell in love with) my first dSLR.
- I decided to go back to school, and completed my Masters in Social Work, doing two internships, working and going to class full time for two years, and I survived.
- Jim and I decided to mine the stone for my engagement ring, and then got engaged, then got married.
- I went from doing inventory on brass ball bearings in Orrville, to working with kids age 3 to 5 with developmental disabilities, to being the Community Leader for Viddler.com, to working as a psychiatric social worker once I’d finished my degree.
- I published a book, which I had never had the balls to do, and I’m still really happy that I did it, that it was on my terms, and that I had a ton of support and encouragement.
- I grew up more in that apartment than during any other period in my life, spiritually, professionally, and emotionally. I’ve grown into some great friendships and I’ve grown out of some unhealthy ones, becoming more assertive and more sure of myself along the way.
What a ride!
I’m not sure any other place I’ve lived on my own has had that many memories. As I stood in the apartment, I think the enormity of our decision to buy a house finally hit me, and I could feel a page turning, launching Jim and I into whatever is going to happen next.
I can’t wait to see what that is.
Last night finally felt like “New Years” for me… the officially closing of one chapter and really feeling fully launched into this one.