It's never easy when friends move, especially if they're moving far away. I recently had a friend move to Los Angeles, then another to Costa Rica, and now another is moving to San Francisco.
When I walk into my friend's house this evening, her furniture is gone. Well, not all of it, but a substantial amount. I am surprised. I didn't know her house was on the market yet and start wondering how it will be staged without furniture.
Turns out she will be renting the house out. Renting. Hahahaha. RENT-ING. You know what that means?
That means eventually she has to come back. Until then, I'll try to survive should she and her family decide that they miss New England soooo much.
Good luck on the west coast, my friends. Here's to you!
