This is what's been happening. Back at the end of March, Katie told me that we were going to move to a nicer home. She wasn't sure where yet, but she wanted it to be closer to her job, which is in a whole other town. So I knew if we did this, I would have to go to a whole new school and be at least half an hour away from my friends, my dance school, and my violin teacher. Everything would have to change, and I did not want that. I love my school and teachers and friends and didn't want to have to leave them. We kept going out to look at possible houses and apartments in the new town, and none of them were what Katie and Matt had in mind. Don't tell anyone, but every time we went to look at a new place I would make a secret wish that it would be old and dirty and rat-infested and surrounded by mean neighbors so we wouldn't have to live there. Nothing was quite that bad, but there was always something that wasn't right, so the weeks kept passing by and still we weren't moving.
Then, we found out about an available place just a few streets over from where we live now. It had almost everything Katie and Matt wanted, except of course it isn't closer to Katie's job, but everything else was so good that she decided she didn't care. So we snapped it up and we start moving in today! Now I will have to walk a few blocks to school instead of just across the street, but that's okay. I get to stay with my friends!! So, that is why I'm no longer in the depths of despair.
I am still a little bit sad about moving, though, because we have lived here for a long time and it is home. I will miss the beautiful maple tree in our front yard that turns a brilliant yellow every autumn.
And, I will miss our balcony where I love to sit and eat ice cream on hot summer days, or use as a studio to practice my tap dancing (even though I got in trouble last time because my tap shoes ripped up the paint).
But, when we went to pick up the keys to our new home last night, I noticed that there is a lilac bush (or something that looked a lot like lilacs in the dusk, anyway) right by the front door, and there are two trees in the front yard. This fall I will get to see what color those trees turn. They might not be bright yellow, but maybe they will be deep red, or flaming orange...it will be exciting to find out! And there is no balcony, but there is a little room in the basement that will be just for me! I will get to have my bedroom things set up nicely all the time, instead of shoved in a closet like they are here.
So, the next time I write it will be from my new home! I just hope Ginger Rogers will like it there - she is a very nervous and delicate guinea pig, so I worry about her. I had a serious talk with her last night about being brave, and hopefully she listened. :-)
