Yesterday was a really crappy day. We found out our landlords sold our beautiful, perfect Pearl District condo and we’ll need to move out. I personally got really wrapped up in my sadness. There were tears. At work. I was stressing about where we would go, how close we are to the wedding and blah blah blah…
… Until I took a moment to step back, dry my tears, and think about what really matters here. I have an amazing relationship with the man of my dreams and we’re getting married(!!!) and it doesn’t matter if we live in a cardboard box, let alone the suburbs (okay, stings just a little to say that… the burbs…), what really matters is that we’re happy and madly in love.
So there it is. I’m over it. Bring it on Beaverton…
There are worse placed than Beaverton… Hillsboro?
Awe, darn… I hope you find an even better home, Liz!!! I believe sometimes doors close so that (better) new opportunities can be presented to us. Here's to better things on the way in Portland!!! xoxo
i'm sorry to hear that but i'm glad you are past it and so optimistic about the whole event.
your blog is cute! and i always enjoy reading it!
I would have cried too 🙂 I am sure it will work out and you'll find your own new favorite places…even in Beaverton.
I feel your pain. I only lived in the Portland area for about 6 weeks, but I lived in an apartment in Beaverton. That town proves all the suburban stereotypes. EVERY house/townhouse/apartment complex looks EXACTLY the same.
Good luck and don't settle for a place you don't like!
-T.
Maybe the new tenants will let you visit! 🙂 Just a thought…