Today marks my ten year anniversary of moving to Virginia. It is hard for me to believe it has been ten years already. Where did the time go?
I will never forget that move and the excitement I felt. I was in a new place, ready to meet new people, and starting a new job. I felt so alive at that time as there were so many things on the horizon. I look back on that moment fondly.
The first apartment I lived in upon moving will always be my favorite. It was a very quaint little one bedroom apartment that was built sometime in the late 60s or early 70s and didn’t look too far out of place from that era with the main culprit being the bright yellow tub and bathroom counter. The rear of my place faced the main road and I can recall sitting on the couch with the patio door open just watching the traffic pass by.
I actually went to look at another apartment complex and found this one. I called the leasing office to get more information and it sounded great! The cost to rent per month? 770 dollars with all utilities included! Simply phenomenal! I drove down to the leasing office from my hotel and noticed that everyone out and about in the complex was old – real old. It was then I saw a sign that said “55 and over community.” I was shocked. I have a deep voice but there is no way they assumed I was over 55. Right?
I went into the office and was greeted with a smile and a hearty salutation! After presenting some paperwork, I finally got the courage to ask about the 55 and over sign. I was told that about 80% of the residents were 55 and over and about 20% were under that age. It made sense – kind of?
So much has changed in that time – some for the better and some for the worse – but either way all of these events have helped shape my life and personality into who I am today. And it started, right here, ten years ago today!
Here is my picture taken at the first apartment complex I lived at in Virginia. They would occasionally have car shows there which I always enjoyed!
I still have that shirt I am wearing in the picture!