I read a quote once (and now I can't remember who said it) about how you never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory. This quote pretty much explains why I am so snap happy.
I almost didn't take any pictures of our apartment before we moved out because it seemed over the top... but I hated the thought of forgetting what our first place looked like. Of course, I am the most sentimental person alive, but still. If these walls could talk they would tell you all about how we worked out our first fights (and how frequent those were), and they would tell you about how immature we are when we're alone together, chasing each other around and laughing our heads off. This is where we learned how to be married
The living room with the lamp that caused all sorts of problems, haha.
Matthew thinks its just the ugliest thing!
Of course it never looked like this because the table became a catch-all for all of our junk.
The collage frame with the photo it came with still in the top right,
because I only printed eight 5x7's
The front bathroom with the shower we stored miscellaneous things in.
Our bedroom. It didn't have any lights when we moved in, and I fell in love with these lamps at Lowes but they were too expensive and Mattie HATED them. One day I came home from work and he had them set up on those night stands for me. The nightstands were also a surprise.
Goodbye, our little ghetto home!
We probably wont miss it, but we'll definitely think fondly of it and laugh inwardly at the shenanigans that only we know took place there. We are so over the moon, giddy excited for our next chapter!