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The Last Hurrah
Jul. 4th, 2014 07:42 amI woke up early this morning, and as I was shifting boxes around and continuing to pack, it occurred to me that this is the last weekend I'll spend in this apartment. Next weekend I'll be on the east coast, and the weekend after, I'll be unpacking in The Green Room, as I've taken to calling the new apartment. (It's green on the inside.)
It's been a mixed blessing, my little third-floor eyrie here. On the one hand, I've weathered mice, wasps, and a peculiar breed of spider I've never encountered before. On the other, it's large, well-heated in winter, and it's been a good shelter for me for the past six years. It watched me do an awful lot of growing up. I'm going to miss the neighborhood, Byron's and the bodega and the leaf-lined street, and being able to just run down the block to R's place when I wanted to hang out and/or bask in central air conditioning.
R and I have hatched a plan to keep in close touch, though. He shops regularly at the Trader Joe's near my new place, so it's likely that instead of meeting up at his place after work, he'll swing by mine on his way home. After all, I'll have cable television. :D
The new place is a lot more expensive, rentwise, than the eyrie, and it comes with a lot more social obligations, like a doorman and a condo association. But it's closer to work and newer and self-contained, and appropriately enough, this being the fourth, it feels a bit like freedom.
It's been a mixed blessing, my little third-floor eyrie here. On the one hand, I've weathered mice, wasps, and a peculiar breed of spider I've never encountered before. On the other, it's large, well-heated in winter, and it's been a good shelter for me for the past six years. It watched me do an awful lot of growing up. I'm going to miss the neighborhood, Byron's and the bodega and the leaf-lined street, and being able to just run down the block to R's place when I wanted to hang out and/or bask in central air conditioning.
R and I have hatched a plan to keep in close touch, though. He shops regularly at the Trader Joe's near my new place, so it's likely that instead of meeting up at his place after work, he'll swing by mine on his way home. After all, I'll have cable television. :D
The new place is a lot more expensive, rentwise, than the eyrie, and it comes with a lot more social obligations, like a doorman and a condo association. But it's closer to work and newer and self-contained, and appropriately enough, this being the fourth, it feels a bit like freedom.
