Almost Four Years Later and I’m Finally On My Own Again?!
Almost four years ago (August), I had an incredibly teary-eyed departure from San Diego. For two years, I did everything one could do, up and down the glorious state – and even made some amazing friends along the way.
The best part? I spent the last eight months there living alone. Don’t get me wrong, I was fortunate enough to have a roommate at one point, who is still my very best friend today. However, nothing is better than being able to have “your space” – a space YOU have decorated, that YOU can come home to and not have to be respectful of anyone else.
When I left San Diego, I knew it would be a while before I had that opportunity again. My one bedroom WITH a parking space was a steal at $1085 a month. Sigh. But, I didn’t know how crazy my living situation would get for the next four years.
Exhibit A: Road to my living on my own again, looks something like this:
After all of this, my thoughts could only be described as:
Judge all you want… everyone makes crazy decisions but in all honesty, for my life, it’s not all that bad. I’m used to total chaos and a certain level of risk many people aren’t comfortable with. Still, it’s a lot of people around, over the course of the last four years, and somewhere along the way, I didn’t realize how badly I would NEED the ability to just “BE” in a place I’ve decorated, that I can come home to, and can CONTROL when I choose to be social or not.
Granted, I wasn’t expecting to actually ever live on my own again (everyone goes into relationships and situations with “good intentions”), so when I found myself having to make a decision, I was slightly excited and slightly sad.
I went to visit The Clarendon a few weeks ago and the minute I walked into “my” apartment, I was sold. It was, by far, the most beautiful space I had ever lived in – that’s when I knew I was home and life would be just fine. Now, I have a long and exciting task ahead – decorating. (Stay tuned for more on that.)
Why I’m sharing this… life takes crazy twists and turns and to me, it’s all so exciting. Sure, I’d love nothing more than to be settled with my best friend and other half, enjoying a fun life together BUT… that doesn’t mean that for the time being, I can’t just go out, have a good time, live in a space that belongs to me and take in everything I can, while I can. Being single can be so empowering and so good for you – it’s just taken me 4 years to get back to it