Finally, after months of contemplation and planning, the last few hours in my apartment is upon me.
I’ve enjoyed this place, aside from the loud people above and below me. And the excessive dog barking — note to self: don’t live in a “pets are welcome” apartment community again.
At the moment I am just waiting for the carpet cleaning company to come in and take care of the, well, carpets. Then move-out inspection a couple hours later.
A large woohoo! hits the floor. Now what?
Actually, another day and a half hanging in this area then I hit the road headed West. I’m excited and ready.