Goodbye to Beacon Street

We said goodbye to Beacon Street Manor today, and it's bittersweet. On the one hand, we're very excited for what comes next. Our closing has been delayed briefly, so for now we're staying in a pet-friendly motel in the suburbs. We're hopeful that we'll close very soon, and as soon as we do I'll share an update about the home-buying process. I just don't want to jinx it or share too much while the final stages are still unfolding. For now, I'll just say that it's been stressful but we've been so grateful for the incredible support from our friends and family, as well as our broker and attorney who are doing all they can to ensure that in the end this all works out.

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.

Kitchen

 

Bedroom

 

 

Living room

 

Study (and our final picnic lunch in the apartment)

So that's it, goodbye to Beacon Street and we're ready for homeownership!