The one where I had a panic attack
Sunday, June 5th, 2011Margaret Thatcher and I are safely in Germantown, MD. Mags was so good on the way down, it was very surprising. Chinchillas don’t do well in the car, especially 4+ hours in the car so I was a little worried about our move. But I bought him a ridiculous traveling bag/house that he seemed to love, and he sat in between the two seats of the moving truck in air conditioning for 5 hours. Can’t be that bad. Also, chinchillas are nocturnal so he would have just been sleeping all day anyway.
I on the other hand, didn’t do so well with the move. Friday morning I was just packing and cleaning when I randomly started crying and breathing really quickly and shallowly.
I’ve come to realize that the reason I was having a panic attack was because I really was in love with my apartment in Squirrel Hill.
It was me and Tom’s first apartment together and it really felt like home to me. I’m definitely going to miss it, although not necessarily the crappy management services.
Our kitchen was huge. Many, many protein smoothies were made in this baby.
We conveniently had an extra room off the kitchen that we used as storage.
And that room randomly had a window. God I’m going to miss that useless window.
Then there was our dining room. Which we never actually used for dining because I always had my crap on the dining room table. Sorry, Tom.
Oh and the living room. That room has seen more episodes of America’s Next Top Model than any other room in the world. And those floors probably are about to collapse from all the workout videos I did and Dance Dance Revolution I played. Sorry new tenants.
And then there was the bedroom. The room Margaret and I would trash to no end and then just shut the door when company would come. Don’t make fun of the lotion by the bed. It’s not what you think.
And of course my closet. The fourth love of my life, after Margaret Thatcher, Tom, and Doritios. Note the order.
Goodbye sweet, sweet apartment. May your new tenants not bring along a chinchilla that shits all over you. <3
















































