Thursday, April 27, 2017

Moving On & Out

After being trapped in the moving process for the better part of two months, the last thing I wanted to do was go back to my apartment and clean the damn thing. I thought it could be done in one night, but after not eating dinner I’d had it and decided to go back the next day seeing as how it was almost 10 at night.
 
Lo and behold, duty called and I had to work an extra hour and a half that evening, getting me back to the apartment later. When would this damn apartment stop being a thorn in my side? So I’m cranky and I'm scrubbing behind toilets, filling holes in the wall, wiping down walls and doors and then suddenly I’m done.

My car is loaded up with the last of the cleaning supplies and the only thing that sits in the house is the access key to the on-site gym. Then nostalgia hits. I’ve been hating this apartment for so long now. Between finding a new place, moving out, cleaning it up and our *bad word* of a downstairs neighbor pissing us off- like for real guys, she was insane and most likely on drugs- I had forgotten the good times.

This is the apartment I started my career at KOBI in.

This is the apartment Lulubelle came home to.

This is the apartment Sam and I moved into when we didn’t have any friends down here.

I learned how to keep a commitment when I was working two jobs and waking up at 3 AM to travel to Myrtle Point, when I really didn’t want to.

I learned that you have to earn your spot in a company in this place.

I learned how to communicate effectively with your best friend when you get in an argument here.

I hosted my first dinner party here.

I dated someone with the same first and last name as me in this house- check that off the bucket list!

This is the first place I called home in Southern Oregon.

I cried here, I laughed here and I lived here. I wouldn’t want to go back but I do appreciate the time I spent here and the memories that were created. I’m moving on to bigger and better things. I love the new house, I love my job and I love the Rogue Valley.

This is definitely one of the “ups” they talk about in life and I’m riding this wave as long as I can.

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