I guess it had to happen sometime ... I am finally settling into this condo.
After 8 months, I feel like I am now living in my own space ... not someone else's place. Oh, we have been settled physically for several months but furniture placement and pictures on the wall do not dictate how one feels about where you live. The condo may never achieve the level of 'home' for me, but it has gained the status of 'mine.'
We upgraded and replaced a number of items to make it more comfortable and functional. And our life experiences are starting to imprint on the 'condo ether' in a way that makes this more than just a place to warehouse my stuff.
Over time I have met a number of wonderful neighbors. They are all welcoming. In fact several weeks ago one neighbor was out taking measurements of the dumpster space for an upcoming project and I was out walking my grand dog. He asked for my assistance holding the tape measure. I was happy to help. We got to talking. One thing let to another, and this month I attended my first board meeting (annual owner meeting) of the community and was voted onto the board of directors. Yikes!
Having served in this capacity previously, I know the frustrations and satisfactions of this position. This board is friendly, welcoming and totally engaged in making this community a good place to live. All are original owners (12+ years), and have a wealth of knowledge regarding the community. I am grateful I was encouraged to run for a position. I am honored to be elected.
All and all I think my personal adjustment is progressing. I still feel a small sadness when I think for any amount of time on my old neighborhood and townhome. Guess that will always be so. But I am growing in a different direction now ... and looking forward. No more checking my rear view mirror. That view has changed greatly and is forever just a memory.
Next post - last entry of the condo tour!