We finally signed all the paperwork for the house on Wednesday…a week past our original closing date, which I guess (according to friends and family) is not out of the ordinary
So we have the movers packing boxes today at the Wee-b’s house and tomorrow is the actual move. Yipe! I can’t really believe that tomorrow night we will be spending the night in our new home…OUR new home.
But once again I have to say goodbye. I have spent the last 3ish years of my life living at the Aspen and I have loved (and hated a little of) my time here. Along the way we’ve had
A few bad months..
a lot of laughs
some strange houseguests
and i found the best lady friend this gal could ever have….Miss M we’ve been through some awesome times, and some short shitty times but we’ve always managed to make it out unscathed on the other side….clutching our Arbor Mist.
But mainly its just been a lot of love. I arrived at the Aspen not really knowing who i was or what had happened. I knew where i wanted to be, and I was definitely a lot stronger than i had been in many years….but i wasn’t sure that i was going to have the support i needed to make my life here work. Looking back now, i can’t even begin to describe how wrong i was.
little lady…don’t think i will forget you. From the very first day when you pooped in my room, I knew we would be friends forever. Thanks for letting me annoy you whenever i felt like it…and thanks for giving it back whenever you did.
Had a bit of a sad day today. I guess most people would look at what happened and just kind of shrug their shoulders and wonder why I was so upset. I will admit to being very preoccupied in the last couple of weeks, what with both work being nutso and the process of hunting for a house with the Weeb. So i really don’t know when this happened, but we went by the aspen today (where i still pay rent, but am never there) to pick up more food for the Giz. I noticed as soon as we pulled up that the pretty ground cover that was in the front (as well as some of the other plants on the other side) were missing and i pointed it out to the Weeb with a bit of a sad face.
You see, last time my parents were here they slaved over the front yard and managed to get it all devoid of weeds and then we went out together and found some pretty plants to fill the garden with. I know, i know…material things. But you have to understand, it wasn’t just about the plants, it was about the memories and the smile I would get when i would go home. I was planning on taking some cuttings when the Weeb and I moved into our new home so that I could combine memories of both my parents and my time at the Aspen.
But now its gone. I know there’s always new memories to make and honestly, if this is my biggest thing to complain about then i have it pretty damn easy. But my family is not close by. I don’t get the opportunity to see them every week/month or even year. And i truly cherish the moments i have with them…so much so that even the littlest thing (Frankenstein the vacuum!) will always stay with me. So i guess the fact that someone tore out these plants (even if it was an accident) really hurts. There is so much that has happened over the last 12 months at the aspen, but the one thing that keeps being reinforced over and over again, is how unwelcome i feel.
I’m looking forward to having my family in my new home and being able to make new, lasting memories.
Went out this weekend to have my new tires installed on Blue Steel. We stopped at the Aspen on the way back to pick up the Giz and i ended up with two pretty ladies in my car
Is it just me, or if you woke up to this face would you think that you had a bad case of bed head? There’s something definitely wrong with a puppy laughing at you that early in the morning.