Don't have time to explain too detailed... but wanted it posted: Barry and I are moving... it's official... Dec 31st is our last day here... we're moving back to my condo... Lee is out (as of Nov 1), Ken & Don are moving downstairs... Barry and I are moving in upstairs... I'm nervous about the whole thing ("change is good, change is good" is the mantra to have, right?)... I feel odd about how we broke our lease... I feel uneasy about the move... I wonder about the new living arrangements... I want permanence... I want a home... not a temporary dwelling... My intentions are that we are moving into the condo for the long-haul... no more temporary living... no more boxes left unpacked... no more renting... no more pussy-footing-around... At least that's how I feel now... I'm glad about the renewed energy, even if it is nervous energy. I want to paint and repair and update everything... I don't want anything to look the same as it did when I lived there. Nothing. I want to spend the money we would have spent in rent on making the condo "home"... "our home"...