For the next two weeks, I will be living like an international playboy. We now have the keys to the old place, and I also have keys to the current place because I'm an idiot and I forgot to inform them that I'd be leaving. Cutting to the chase, this means I have two places to live until the end of the month. I am pretty sure this makes me the poorest person in the history of the world to have multiple residences. Granted, neither place is exactly a house in Aspen, but that won't stop me from wearing this situation out.
In fact, I should just keeping a running tally of how many times I say, "Oh, I must have left that at my SECOND HOME!" The other person will probably say, "I don't buy it; your shoes are made of cardboard." But I will not listen. No, I come right back with, "Where do you weekend? I just got a place on the West side of the highway. I keep one on the East side because it's closer to work, but you just can't beat the simple living of the West side. Ahhh, just think of the cherry blossoms this time of year."
I get ahead of myself. One residence is an apartment, the other is a duplex. Add them both together and it probably equals one house. To me, all of that is a footnote. The big move starts tonight, and I will be taking it as slowly as possible. If you go to all of the trouble of acquiring a second house, I should at least enjoy it for a week. I'll see you chums at the yacht club.Posted by Cody at June 14, 2005 10:06 PM