I will admit that I am too nostalgic of a person. I like to collect random crap because it reminds me of a particular person, place, or event. You however, are too expensive to collect so I had to let you go. It wasn’t you, it was me. I needed to take my life in a new direction. I am sure that your new owners will take good care of you. I didn’t use ALL of your space anyway. No kids. No pets. So, it is really better for the both of us.
I had a lot of good times living in Kansas City. I’ll miss living here. I owned my first home here and really took a sense of pride in having such an important responsibility. I had a blast getting you ready to move into, finishing off my basement – and even some of the little things…mowing the lawn and trimming the trees. For some reason I can’t help but feel like I am taking a step backwards in the progression of life. I am moving back into a (corporate) apartment, I am forwarding my mail to my (wives) parent’s house, and I am getting rid of my grill (nooooooooo). I suppose that I could look at this as one of those ‘one step forward, two steps back’ type of deals. Take one for the team to get ahead. Still, I can’t help but feel a bit sad to see you go.
I will admit that breaking up hasn’t been easy. Packing has been a PAIN. Luckily, my wife has been responsible for the at home logistics (packing, cleaning for showings, etc) while I have been responsible for the paperwork logistics (finalizing the offers, working with the realtor, closing off utilities, changing mailing addresses, etc).*** Still, you haven’t made it easy. It has been very stressful to try to get everything completed. It was certainly harder because I am traveling, but mostly I think that it was your fault.
However, I think that it is all for the best. I’m going to be moving to a great climate – and my new house is going to have a pool come hell or high water. (Since it is Phoenix, my money is on the hell part – not too many floods there.) We’ll meet tons of fun new, likely very tanned, people and I am sure that there will be lots of fun house projects for me to take on. If not, I guess I can always sit by the pool!
Thanks again house,
***I’m a project manager, bite me. :)
Wednesday, April 8, 2009