I had my final walk-through at my condo on Monday. Construction is 100% done and all the little findings from my inspection and my pre-walk were taken care of. It looked like home to me on my last few visits - or at least like a home. It's ready. I sign and pick up keys tomorrow. The movers arrive first thing Friday morning.
I'm feeling emotional tonight about leaving my apartment. I've felt this way for a few days. I've loved living in this apartment. I never really pictured myself anywhere else. When I got laid off in NY, I immediately decided to move back to Portland. I looked at apartments online and eventually ended up here, sight unseen. It's big and comfortable and it has been the perfect space for me for 3 1/2 of the hardest years of my life.
I moved back in March of 2009. And I remember the first clear evening when I realized my balcony faced exactly west and I would be able to see the sun set every night. The following fall, I remember waking with a start one morning to find my entire bedroom drenched in a deep pink reflection of the sunlight - it was the first time I knew that the tree directly outside my big bedroom window turned bright, bright red in early autumn. This apartment is where Huntington Beach and I got close. It is where I studied for months on end to be a teacher, passed all of my tests, and then let that go. I put a Christmas tree every year in the big bay window in the front room, and this garage is the only garage that's ever seen a wetsuit of mine hanging on the wall. I laid in bed for a week in this bedroom when my grandmother died and I didn't know what to do without her. The vet euthanized my kitty, JJ, in this living room so JJ wouldn't have to leave the house and suffer any more discomfort. It's somehow hard to leave this place without him.
And, of course, there's much more. So much more. I feel like the story here is unfinished in lots of ways. The condo purchase came up without warning and went very quickly. I'm think I'm glad - I don't think it would have happened otherwise, and it is good that it has happened. So ready or not, it's here. I hope I have many happy, healthy years in the condo. Starting tomorrow.