Sunday, January 31, 2010

29 days and counting...

It's official, I am homeless. Homeless and staying with my parents for the next 29 days. stuff is staying with my parents for the next 29 days. I'll only be here 17 thankfully.

But, this means that we are moved out of the townhouse. Adios Dewberry Downs, you have served us well. Many a good time was had in that place. Lots of memories made, but it's time to move on.

The truck:

The final picture:

I've spent the past week dreading this day because #1-I have to be apart from Alex for almost a month, after having lived together for almost 4 years. #2-It's hard leaving a place that you feel at home, that has been your home for 3 1/2 years, and that you have so many memories attached to. Alex has seemed to really care less about leaving. He's ready for the next step and is in the "get me the hell out of here" mode, but I've been much more attached...much more sentimental...and it's been harder for me to let go. But the funny thing is, after we loaded up everything and the place was emptied out, it began to feel very foreign. Our belongings were gone and the shell that was left wasn't didn't feel like home anymore. So although I teared up a bit driving away tonight, the place I've called home for so long has already become a stranger to me.

I'd like to personally AGAIN thank Ben,Mark and of course Jenn for coming and helping us move yesterday. You find out who your friends really are when you move...and we were very, very blessed to have 3 great friends who didn't mind giving up their Saturday to load very heavy things into and out of a moving truck all day long.

We leave Friday for California to find our next home. I hope we make as many good memories there as we have here. 

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

For Brie....

I was given crap yesterday for not having updated the blog lately, so Brie, here you go. However, I'd like to point out that since this started Alex has only written one post, so really everyone should be giving HIM crap.

The first reason we haven't been writing here is because our lives have been turned upside down a bit since my last post and life has gotten busy and complicated trying to be ready for the move this weekend. The second reason we haven't been writing here is because we lost the internet at our place the first week of January, so we haven't had ready access outside of work, which has been too busy to write.

Now that the excuses are over, it's January 27 (Happy 83rd birthday to my grandfather, by the way) and we move out of our townhouse in 3 days. It would be fine if we were even remotely close to being ready, but our place looks like a monsoon hit it, or as Alex & Brie have both stated, it looks like something on the show Hoarders. It is RIDICULOUS how much crap you can accumulate over 3 1/2 years. It's even more ridiculous how hard it is to part with some stuff...even though you might not have used it in those 3 1/2 years...even if it's junk you know you don't need. Alas, this week is crunch week and we're spending every waking hour that we're not at work packing up our belongings to go into storage for a month.

Also, in 4 days I will be living at my mother's house again. If that's not the most depressing thing you've ever heard, I don't know what is.

We leave next Friday, 2/5, to drive out to LA and find a place to live. I promise, this blog will get more exciting and active after that happens.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Post #2 of the night...

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To quote the great and wise Eminem...tonight I'm cleaning out my closet.

Today was officially "If you bought something from us, come pick up your crap" day in the Sullivan/Justinger house. The place has been so cluttered with us cleaning stuff out and cleaning stuff off and having boxes everywhere and empty shevles and racks and dressers sitting around that I thought it would be so great when some of this stuff started vacating the premises. In reality, it was actually pretty sad and bittersweet.

You wouldn't really think that saying goodbye to a bookshelf would evoke any emotion, but it's funny how things you didn't think you were attached to suddenly have some sort of sentimentality when they're gone. Like the psycho poster that we gave to Kevin Hockinson: it wasn't mine and I never really thought twice about it but now there's just a giant blank space on the wall and there's that feeling that something is missing.

It's also quite invigorating...getting rid of most everything you own and re-inventing yourself. But still a weird feeling knowing that so much of what you own will soon belong to something else. To all who took something home today...I hope it serves you well.

57 days to go.

PS...please note the sarcasm in the title. I think Eminem is neither great nor wise.