Olathe Apartment

“The buildings appear to be glued together, mostly small houses and apartment blocks that looked nervous. There is murky snow spread out like carpet. There is concrete, empty hat-stand trees, and gray air.” – Markus Zusak

This was the first apartment that I lived in. It was the first place that I lived in after my parents divorced. It was also the first place that I felt safe and at peace for a while. I lived here for three months at first and then for a six months after I lived in California for five months.

It was a three bed two bath, with six people and a dog for a hot minute too. It was a tight squeeze and I’m truly shocked that we only got a single noise complaint. There was a lot of energy going on in that small apartment. But because it was a small apartment it meant that my family got very close.

There was also a gym and a pool that we could use, or at least we could use the gym for the first three months. The pool was closed since it was outdoor and in the middle of winter. Then COVID and everything happened and no one could use them. Not ideal but understandable.

The apartment was newly renovated ish, which was nice. Despite it being an apartment we still managed to make it a pretty good home for the time we were there. But also there was a major breath of fresh air when we were able to leave.

Moving Out Of The Apartment

Fun fact, when I found out we were moving to a house I was in Texas at the time at a weekend Praxis camp. I got a call from my mom and was just wandering around the camp chatting with her and she was like oh yeah we’re moving. The day they moved was the day I drove back to Kansas City from Austin. I told people that I was at the camp with that I was going back to a different house and so many of them were like oh my god that’s a lot. It is so casual to me though.

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