It’s ‘see you later’. Or at least, that’s what I’m going to keep telling myself. Wednesday, May 15th was my last day in Nevada. The following morning (Thursday, May 16th) I started driving up to Washington with my in-laws, husband, and my mother.
It was about as emotional as I thought it was going to be. I cried as Geoff and I spent time together for the last time in our first home. Just us two. No one else. It was very bittersweet as we got ready to leave it behind for now. We also took one last walk around the neighborhood too. As of now we plan on visiting and possibly moving back. But who really knows what will happen. We could stay in Washington.
There were so many good memories at that house. That house will also be very special to us always as it was the first home we bought together. We got to see it go from a concrete slab to framing to walls, to doors and windows, to bring a finished structure. We got to choose some of the furnishings – the tile on the first floor, the carpet. We got to make it ours. Thankfully we know the tenants moving in and we know they’ll take care of the house.
What sucks is that in the last 2-3 months, I have had to say goodbye to my childhood home and my first home. Both of which I wanted to spend more time saying goodbye too. Kinda shitty if you ask me. Geoff and I made a short video about leaving. We’ll put it together and I’ll share it here.
We made it though. Two days of driving for 8+ hours. Lots of rain, wind, and traffic. I’m exhausted and ready to not ever ride or drive for weeks. But alas, I have to drive to the apartment tomorrow to pick up keys. Already I miss Nevada…but I will be back. 💕
Xoxo
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