On the Move Yet Again

I guess it must be a good thing when your current landlord says after telling him that you are moving things like, "Sorry to see you go" or "You'll be missed."

He was the first unexpected knock on my door that I've ever had since living here. And I've been over a year now. He came to ask if he could show my apartment to a possible new tenant. He gave me 20 minutes notice! Just long enough to tidy things up a bit.

After he gave the girl the tour (she didn't even look around that much, which kind of surprised me) they went out to discuss details. Mr. Landlord came back later to thank me for being so flexible. He's a good guy, and as far as landlords go, I'm sure he's among the coolest. I told him how I am going to miss this place, and we both chuckled as we spoke of how much character it has. I'm glad he found me to be a good tenant, and I hope he knows that its really only cuz of Jesus that I can be so awesome! ha ha.

Aside from the cockroaches, lack of AC, and the occasional funkymonkey business from the neighbors, I really am going to miss this little place. I've never felt unsafe here. It's so cozy
in the winter. I've had a ton of fun decorating it. It's been all mine. I think that's what's going to be the hardest about having a roommate... is not being totally free to splash Leah stuff all over the walls. It's going to be different. And I suppose its time for a new adventure.

And so I move again. But this time, it's a move further into the American ideals of comfort... garage, fireplace, dishwasher, association that mows the lawn and shovels the drive, whirl pool bath tub. Who the heck do I think I am trying to live it up like this? I best not get too comfortable. I still want to go to Mozambique someday, and I'm pretty sure they have none of that.

Still trying to figure out where I fit. And trying to figure out what kind of person I want putting up with me. But that's besides the point.

Only a couple more weeks to go in this little one bedroom, character-filled, creaky-floored apartment. It served me well.