Like “Goodnight Moon” only in reverse

Well the movers were sure productive! They were supposed to come and pack yesterday and load the truck today but instead they decided to do everything in one day.

Soooo… we are leaving town in an hour - a day early.

Yesterday evening felt ODD. We furiously cleaned the apartment until it almost looked… well, it still looked like crap. This felt pretty stupid (since the place is a crap shack and the new owners tell us they're remodeling) but we don't want to take ANY chances of losing our security deposit. And then we spent one last night in our now empty home. My husband kept saying “it still feels like we live here… but we don’t.”

And honestly, it’s about time because this apartment well… it tried our patience.

Good-bye front door that stick so bad I have to yank it open with two hands and my body weight.

Good-bye ugly view of very loud neighbor’s balcony.

Good-bye seasonal leak and big ugly patch on the ceiling.

Good-bye dozens of cracks in the walls.

Good-bye filthy wall heater (yes the only heat in the entire 1000 square feet!) that smelled and threatened to blow us all up.
Good-bye porch so filthy we never used you except to grill.
Good-bye nasty-ass broken down old filthy cabinets. There is not enough fire in the world to clean you. And say good-bye to your friend, burnt formica countertop.
Good-bye rickety shower doors with not-so-decorative doves.
Good-bye window & bonus soap holder - each with hole rusted through.
Good-bye bathroom floor with so many, many uncleanable gunked-up caulk-filled patch jobs.

So good-bye apartment and good riddance. We never really liked you.

And good-bye Bay Area. We really liked living here for the past eight years. We’ll miss your sometimes green, sometimes brown hills. And your grass cutting goats.

Wish us luck.