The Last Day of the Ye Olde Pembroke House

It was one of the roughest days I can recall. Starting at about nine thirty we worked towards our deadline of being out of our house by six or seven o'clock tonight. We started well rested and full of confidence that we would make it, but as the hours continued it became clear that there was much more work involved in getting that house ready than we had anticipated. The reason we were cleaning is because we really wanted our $2000 deposite back and also we didn't want to pay a $150 cleaning fee. We had several friends come and help us. Stuffy and Weeman came, and Burly dropped by for a good while too. It really was fun, now that I think about it, exhausting, but fun. So what time did we actually finish? Just now. It's 1:34am. I just walked into my room and sat down at my computer. I didn't have much difficulty leaving the house. There was one really quick moment while I was listening to Coldplay's "Scientist" that I had an urge to cry, but it went just as fast as it came. I think I'm just too tired to think about how I feel right now. It was a good home though. That's what made it enjoyable. It wasn't the landlords or the lack of climate control, or the spiders and mice. It was the people who lived there that made that house worth while. We all hugged as we put stood behind the dark house for one last time. While the guys went to get the truck for the last load in, I also went to each room and remembered all the worthwhile things that happened in each one for me. They were a good two years.

Now the hard part is going to be tomorrow morning. I have to wake up at 6:30 to be at a 9 hour meeting at 8. I also must leave straight from there to go to a four hour class. I'm going to be sitting all day tomorrow is what that means. The four hour class will be good though. It's motorcycle training! I'm really excited about that, and that's where I'll be all weekend if you're wondering. Now it's time for a beer, a shower, and then bed. Peace and love.