Thursday, January 17, 2013

the bittersweet move

The H Bomb and I are moving out of our apartment tomorrow after a crazy week of packing, with a crazy week of unpacking to follow. Apologies in advance if posts are a little sparse over the next few days, but I'll do my best to keep updating the blog while we try to get our new place in order.

I know this might sound silly, but moving kind of reminds me of a break up in a lot of ways. But one of those bittersweet, the feeling is mutual, we both know it's time to move on kind of break ups. Ever since I was a little kid, I had a tendency to get just as attached to places as I got to people and I've never quite outgrown that. At seventeen, when my family moved to a new house, I wrote a super angsty poem inside my closet door for the new family moving in. I told my mom back then that one day I'd have enough money to buy the house on Pinewood Drive again.

This move is especially bittersweet for me, because this apartment was the first place H-bomb-dot-com and I lived in together. And we were also here for four years which makes it the longest I've lived in any one place since I moved out of my parent's house. So, I've spent the last week saying good bye to our neighbors, the ladies at the drycleaner we go to, the guys that run the parking garage that my dog and I walk by everyday, and the owners of our favorite sushi restaurant just up the street. Oh, and the gym. I'm so going to miss those daily celebrity gym sightings...Good bye Cameron Diaz, good bye forever.

But with every endings comes a new beginning and yadda yadda yadda. I am excited for our new place, even though a little piece of me will always miss our first home. Even if the ceiling did cave in on us the week we got married.


  1. Good luck!
    Come say hi!

  2. Are you still planning on buying that house on Pinewood Drive again? I liked it when Forest Gump bought Jenny's old house and had it bulldozed to the ground. That was sweet.

  3. I'm not planning to buy it anymore. After all, it's in san jose but not even like close to santana row.