One of the greatest feeling moments of my life, is when I'm moved into my own apartment! My first time not moving in with someone else, but a chance to have my name on the lease. I spent a lot of time looking for my perfect place and believe me I found it in a cute little place in Alexandria. It met all of my specifications, close to the highway, easy to get to, free parking around it, huge open rooms, it was gorgeous. And when you get a place like that you have a housewarming party.
So I threw a party invited everyone I knew in the area and everyone came and more. I fixed platters and platters of delicious food and reveled in the chance to entertain everyone.
Due to a love one's negligence over me and his own responsibilities, my apartment became something that I would once wish I never had. But that was not true, no regrets, that place was beautiful and perfect. To save for grad school I took a much cheaper rent and moved in with a roommate, in her space. I am doing it for the good of my future, but I can not wait until I have a place of my own again.
This time maybe I will get a place and try to find a roommate. Let them live in my house. I want my house to be the regular, meeting, the go-to spot. I want to cook and always have people over. I want to have foreign exchange students, and kids for the summer, and family and friends can always stop by and know they will have a good time. Kinda like the main lady on Lackawanna Blues, I want to have so I can give. I want to send money to kids who talk to me, give to those going to college or with passions. I can wait for fulfillment, but I will continue to bide my time while I wait my turn.
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