As we pack up our things and prepare to sell what we can-anyone need new clothes? Couches? A bed? Dresser? I can’t help but feeling sentimental about the first apartment Matt and I have shared together.

We have lived in it for almost 3 years now. There have been some great times in this little place. Some great memories.

This is the place we have been poor. We have been rich (not). We have grown up in our relationship as a couple. Gotten in arguments. Made up.

It’s a place where there have been family Christmases, cramming 10 or more people in these little rooms. There have been thanksgiving dinners where I cooked my very first turkey (I rock by the way-thank you www.howtocookaturkey.com!).

It’s in this place, that we have gone from using a futon as a dining room table to finally upgrade to a plastic table and borrowed chairs (thank you homeless shelter) to finally hitting the jackpot and having a new, solid oak table with matching chairs!(Thanks Ma!)

 We have gone from (together) sitting on one lawn chair in the living room watching a 13 inch television that was occasionally in black and white. To having not only a couch but also a loveseat AND a 50” flat screen television.

We have laughed here. We have cried here.

I have dropped and spilled countless items of food, makeup, lotion, nail polish, cleaners and drinks on these floors.

I have blackmailed Matt into helping me clean up the countless items of food, makeup, lotion, nail polish, cleaners and drinks that I have dropped on these floors.

We have watched hours of television here, we have worked out here.

We have become different people here. Older, better, stronger people here.

I will miss this ol place and the fridge that makes its loud banging noises that Matt swears is normal.

The washing machine that always always eats my 2 bucks and never works!

The shower that constantly leaks and creates a kiddie pool on our bathroom floor most days of the week.

The fighting neighbors that always feel the need to get in arguments at the ungodly hours of 2, 3 and 4 in the morning.

It’s been fun-it’s been a blast!

Soon on to new things. Bigger things. Better things.

A new life for me and my love!