Breakin' up is Hard to do.

We are moving on Saturday (I've decided to have a moving company move us. JR is not getting any younger, ya know).
While, I'm happy about a lot of our new place's features like:
the 3 mile commute,
the pool,
the concrete floors (think dog fur clean up),
the cheaper rent
the 3 mile commute (I did mention that already but it deserves another mention. My commute now stands at 20 miles and 45 minutes with the move it will be 3 miles and less than 10 minutes, yes dreams do come true).
After saying that there are things about this house that I am really going to miss.
Things like...............

Our backyard.
Nessa is going to miss this the most but JR and I will miss our gardening endeavors, our grill, and having drinks on the patio. We have potted up all our herbs to take with us. We have enough to totally fill our new tiny patio. Sure we could just buy more but ours are doing so well that I don't want to have to wait for new plants to grow big enough to trim and eat. And, after last winter's loss of basil I will never ever be without fresh basil again. I was a sad sad basil-less wreck of a person this past winter and truly nobody wants that again. It isn't pretty.

Our his and hers closets. His and hers closets along with dual sinks has saved our marriage (not that it was ever in doubt but the sinks totally helped). JR and I will have to share a very large walk-in closet. It's a good thing that JR doesn't have all that much stuff because I, on the other hand, have a boatload of clothes. Makes me think that I need to, as we librarians say, weed my collection of clothes. Yeah, right! Like that's going to happen.


But the number one thing that I will miss


Our wet bar.
Sad isn't it?
It's all lonely like.
*sniff, sniff*

Love,
M