But it's also sad to leave. We lived there four years, the longest we've lived anywhere since our childhood homes. Some wonderful things happened there and in our lives during that time -- new and deepening friendships, new jobs, graduate school, getting engaged, getting married, families gathered for Thanksgiving, countless race bibs amassed, loved ones embarking on exciting life adventures, untold gallons of paint and unauthorized improvements to the apartment, and all the intangibles that leave us very different people than when we moved in. It's where my passion for DIY began and flourished, and I put so much time and energy into making the space our own. It's hard to say goodbye.
I snapped some photos as we finished packing and moving -- it's amazing how different a space can look with or without furniture and decorations.
Study (and our final picnic lunch in the apartment)
So that's it, goodbye to Beacon Street and we're ready for homeownership!