The first day of moving into the apartment was a lot of fun yesterday. Kelly is very driven, Tate is already so big and strong where he can help with the heavy lifting, Rylee is meticulously organized and proactive and Luke is consistently cooperative and positive. We made several runs between the house and the apartment, and it never felt like work. We took a break at lunch to go to a Chinese buffet, like the kids love and then we made one last haul.
I met the next door neighbor yesterday. The neighbor who has a ton of crap stored on our front porch at the new apartment. Seemed like a nice older guy. He’s a widower with two women apparently living with him. His front door is six feet from my front door and our porches are connected. It’s quite a contrast from our house where my neighbors’ front doors are 200 feet from mine. It’s been a long time since I’ve lived this close to other people where we’ve had to share space and live more cooperatively with folks outside our family. I saw people of all ages out here and I can’t wait to meet some of them and learn about why they chose apartment living instead of house ownership. I’m looking forward to it.
I love this part of town. Rylee and I drove to Papa John’s last night so we drove through the neighborhood to get back instead of using the big, busier streets. It took us through Capitol Heights, and a section of the street was cordoned off for a few blocks where we saw lots of people in the street and heard loud music. That was only about five blocks from here. It would be an easy walk or bike ride. We saw tons of people walking around other parts of the neighborhood too. I love taking walks, having destinations and seeing lots of people out walking. It feels like we’re visiting a new city and living in a hotel.
This apartment feels like a good next step.