Last night

It's time to say goodbye... very surreal. I am going through ups and downs on this decision, but right now I am not in a positive state of mind. Nothing in particular about the move is making me feel this way, but looking around at all our stuff, in corners, and piles, and waiting for it to have a purpose again, is pretty fuckin depressing.

Our cute little personal touches that added some umph into this place, are now packed and hidden. Pictures that we proudly showed off, are now all cramped in a box. It took awhile to make this place feel anywhere near "ours", and now we have to start over... it takes a lot of work, never mind for someone who is kinda neurotic.

Here are a few shots of what is left of it...

Our bedroom looks pathetic, expect for my lovey giraffe pillow... he is cute cute cute!

Place looks sad... doesn't it? Almost like everything is in a timeout.

Here are the pics we are using for our "stage" shots when we post the ad to rent it out. Believe it or not, this place normally does look stylin!