Oh I am really feeling sad to be leaving my house on Lee St. It is a bit surreal. I don’t think that I have lived anywhere continuously for as long as I have lived in this house since I was in high school living in my parent’s house. And let me tell you, I have been ridiculously spoiled living in this house in Seattle. Every place I have seen so far is too expensive, too small, too dirty, or too little character. I cannot picture myself going back to apartment style living. I get a feeling of claustrophobia as soon as I enter an apartment building, no matter how nice or new the building is. I want my stunning view from my bedroom, living room, and deck. I want to continue to have my weekend coffee in the sun on my balcony in my chaise loungers. I want to have my roommates there to hang out with after work. I want to have my garden to plant things in. I want to have a large deck to BBQ and eat out this summer. But instead I am aggravatingly searching the web for anything that can even partially meet those needs. I’m helping my roommates pack up their belongings. And for a month it looks like I will have all of my belongings stored in the Lee house and will take my clothes over to Bryan’s house. Should be a super fun July! I might as well go camping. Too bad tickets to Michigan are $600+ right now.