Playing Catch-up: May, Packing!

I don’t know if the title up there really deserves an exclamation point, but in keeping with the pattern…

After graduation, it was time to start the moving process. My parents stayed for an extra day to help us get started, and our pile of boxes began to grow. At this point, we didn’t even have an apartment lined up in Seattle. (Ugh. Remembering that stress is not fun, even though I’m typing this while sitting in our Seattle apartment.) So we had no idea what all would fit, what we’d be willing to haul, what we had to sell…

Well, we did know a couple things we had to sell. Our cars! We sold both my Escape and Michael’s Camry, trading up for Grandma and Grandpa Adamek’s 2008 Prius. A perfect car for the city, and (for once in my life) one that’s actually reliable. We sold two cars and bought one, all independently, all within three days. We also sold a ton of mismatched furniture and lots of superfluous stuff in a two-day moving sale with our housemates, the Hedges.

Somewhere in there, we found an apartment. A tiny, 630-square-foot “one bedroom” (the walls to the bedroom don’t reach the ceiling, so it’s really a studio with glorified partitions) in the First Hill neighborhood of Seattle. Finally.

We got the house cleaned and fully empty about a week early, and moved everything from Shaker to Concord, where all our belongings lived in Mom and Dad Hermelin’s garage for a week and a half (thanks, parents everywhere, for doing this kind of thing).

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One last snap of our empty entrance and living room. So many memories in this space.

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The last picture I took of our beautiful house in Shaker. We moved before the hibiscus out front bloomed.

We managed to get in a few non-moving things during that stretch…

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Dinner at Pier W with family, and a beautiful view of our beloved Cleveland.

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An evening trip to a couple of wineries in far-east Ohio with Mom and Dad H.

I don’t know what else to write about that week-and-a-half or so between graduation and our last couple of weddings for the season (coming up in the next post). We were excited and ready to turn the page; we’d been waiting and preparing for this change for a long time. But when I moved to Cleveland back in the fall of 2012, I couldn’t have imagined how much it would come to feel like home. And every one of those last days in May came with an underlying current of sadness. I like change and welcome it, but closing the door on this chapter of our lives was harder than I ever thought possible.

Thankfully, we had some good things to look forward to– two medical school weddings, and a camping trip with the Hedges in between. Stay tuned!

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