three digit goodbye.

I would argue that most goodbyes are hard.   Let's be honest.  The only ones that are okay, are the ones that for one reason or another, alleviate stress, or are the first step in taking you back to a place you've missed more.

Last week Audry and I said a goodbye to the most recent of our loved and fondly reflected upon, 3 digit houses.  If we kept record, 3 digits are all we would need for some of our favorite addresses.  Sure, there was 275, 309, and 240... all numbers that I will look back on lovingly in the 517 area code... The two latter of which, will never make me look at that time on a clock, the same way again. In fact, it's guaranteed that if i find myself in the presence of any former roommate, and that time chimes (3:09, 2:40), an honorary announcement, and acknowledgement will be made.  It's a bond we share. and we love it. 

Well, last weekend, 644 joined those rankings... From here on out, you'll find it in the chapter of "Friends 3 digits we miss".  And so here is her goodbye... a tribute to a classic.

today we say goodbye to the lovely miss 644 Union.  As our great friends leave her, she will be left behind with the good, the bad, and the ugly... as all of us are.  We will all be a little better off to part ways with that d@mn side door,  that freezing living room at night, and the bathroom with no fan and the window that doesn't open (ick).   As all good friends are though, her strengths always surpassed her weaknesses.   We will miss the confidentiality of her walls, and the way that we could defy physics, and (almost) always surpass the weight limit on the pullout couch in her living room.  Let's also not fail to remember one of my favorites, the summer day where we sat on her awesome porch, ate chocolate chip pancakes, and took the time to take in the surroundings.  We will miss all the primping that went on there... whether it was for New Years, dinner, or a trip downtown. But no less will we miss the days of sleeping too late, and laughing out loud, but never too loud.  I will miss the artwork on her walls, and the sounds that lived there.  A little 50, mixed with classic rock and some over the rhine... see, it's hard to imagine how such a mix could be so good! but trust me, it always was :)   We will miss the tv watching that went on there... the discovery channel specials on anything from the rain forests to odd cults (yes, sometimes intriguing)... and the movies watched on that couch (honorable mention to blue crush for the perfectly lazy day it blended so well on a DWYWW - and P.S I love you, which was always intended to be watched there, but never was).  She will not be left in bad company.  With this next move, she joins the likings of 711 Hawthorne and 588 Notre Dame. both classics in themselves. 

So today I leave you with a glimpse into the welcoming arms of a house that was lived in, in an unparalleled way to most of her neighbors on any given Saturday throughout the year. 

xoxo 644.  we'll miss you.