Weather Helmed

After graduation from law school, where I lived in an awesome three bedroom condo with my roommate, I headed to California, living first in my friends’ apartment, then in an enormous (and empty) house in Sacramento.  Because these situations were temporary, I got by with only that which I could fit in my suitcase.  Since Matt and I were pretty serious about being together, I eventually moved in with him – right into his little bedroom in the big pink house in San Francisco.  There, I was finally able to unpack my suitcase, as I quickly cleared out his bookshelves to make room for my clothes.  Due to the excruciatingly high San Francisco rents, there were six of us in the house sharing the one bathroom, living room and kitchen.  You can imagine how fun that was.

When Matt and I talked about getting our own place, I hoped we’d be moving on to bigger and better things.  After signing the lease for a tiny studio apartment, I realized it was better but definitely not bigger.  BUT – oh my goodness – the joy of having our own refrigerator overwhelmed all other senses and I nearly cried with relief when they gave us the keys to our new home!

Now, here we are, a year and a half later, preparing to move into an even smaller space – the boat.  I thought the bedroom in the pink house seemed little and the studio feels like a closet sometimes, but wow – moving onto the boat just takes the term “downsizing” to a whole new level!

It makes me wonder – what will be next?  Living out of the X-terra?!?!?!