And now we're in the process of moving. And strangely, even after all of that, I'm looking around feeling overwhelmed by the amount of stuff that we have. I'm also looking around feeling nostalgic.
The first place I ever lived alone
The first time I ever lived in a new city
The first place K and I ever lived together.
This is the place where I became a vegetarian
The kitchen where I first began really cooking
Firsts are hard to get over. Seconds are never the same
Goodbye house, it has been fun and memorable. Now we're moving on. We've both taken new jobs and we're on to a new place. This time, we get to move into a new place together. Most importantly, we're growing and changing...life is incomplete without those things.
P.S. This was before I did the garden. It's pretty fabulous now- pansies and snapdragons are in full bloom!
P.S.S. We get to keep our old keys to the place, I can't wait to come up with something creative to do with them. The keys to our first place together- what great memorabilia :)