Well it's done. OVER. Finished. I've moved. Not just moved to another place, but moved in with the boyfriend. Who on a separate note I marked 1 whole year with on June 15th. a YEAR. Geez, that's the longest relationship I've had in ...............a forever. Well, I don't count that one with those nice gentleman Ben and Jerry. That relationship will withstand anything :)
I cleaned out my little apartment, loaded all my boxes into my brothers truck and trailer, shampooed the carpets, mopped the kitchen floor, tossed my keys on the counter and closed the door behind me.
And now.....finally, it's time to kick back and relax. Those boxes in the basement don't need unpacked anytime soon.............not like the boxes are going anywhere for a long time. But I've come up with a plan for when we move out of the boyfriends house.........burn the place to the ground and buy all new stuff. Sounds like a good plan to me.
I'm sad to see my little place go, I liked my apartment. It wasn't much 4 rooms total, but it was perfect for me. I have a lot of memories from that place. 4 years of my life wrapped up inside those off white walls. Four years of laughs, tears, heartache, and perseverance. Now I'm starting all over inside these red and green walls, and can't wait to see what happens next.