The apartment is almost packed, all that's really left is the kitchen. Pretty much everything else will get packed into a suitcase. It's really weird to know that by this time Thursday the apartment is going to be pretty much empty.

I only spent a year at this apartment but of all the places I lived since moving down here it 's the place that most felt like home. I love my little apartment it had lots of character. Granted it had lots of problems (the office flooding, the bedroom window flooding because the gutters were full, the uneven floors, no real dining room) but I wouldn't change any of it for the world.

The neighborhood is fanastic too, we're only two blocks from Eastern Market, although I regret we never took full advantage of it.

So many wonderful things happened, a bunch of sad stuff to, but that's life. It's where Niels and I really began sharing our life together, no more trading evenings at each other's place, here.

There's a part of me that wishes we weren't leaving, I will be truly sad to live our little place. But I'm excited to start our new Adventure, even if things are still up in the air...