As of March 1, we will have a permanent place to live in Paris! Our temporary housing ends at the end of March, and we started searching in January via an agency.
I love touring homes. I actually used to visit Open Houses in San Francisco with my mom and grandma just for fun. Finding a place in the US was pretty straight-forward: search on Craigslist or contact the apartment complex’s leasing office, schedule a tour, sign the papers, and you’re good to go.
Le Quartier Latin might be my new favorite neighborhood. We’re right by Rue Mouffetard, which is the cutest street filled with boutiques, boulangeries, pâtisseries, and more. I already found my go-to baguette guy, fromagerie, and neighborhood golden retriever.
On move-out day, I came to the realization that this is goodbye to living in Seattle and also goodbye to living alone. I loved living alone. If you ever have the chance to get your own space, especially in your 20’s, I highly recommend it.
3 years ago, I moved out of California into my first studio apartment in Washington. It was really hard at first, but growing is never easy. My first night, I remember huddling up in the corner with my baby blankets bawling all night. I was uncomfortable with the silence and I was uncomfortable with the fact that my family wasn’t just a 15-minute drive away anymore.
Overtime, it became easier as I was forced to curate my outside world so that it fulfilled me with friends and activities that made me feel at home.
Living alone taught me to be happy with myself. It gave me the freedom to choose what I wanted to do with my time and which relationships I wanted to invest in. I learned that silence can be peaceful. Many rainy days were spent devouring books, writing in my journal, and just learning what it means to have “me time”.
I can’t emphasize how empowering it is to finally have enough self-confidence to say, “Pick me up and throw me anywhere. I know I’ll be okay on my own.” (Okay, any large metropolitan city. A girl’s gotta shop and have access to dim sum.) I learned to be proud of who I am, proud of who I surround myself with, and proud of the decisions I make.
As much as I loved living by myself, now I love being with my boyfriend more. I know I wouldn’t be this happy in my relationship without having spent these years learning to be happy on my own. Seattle will always be my city; Paris will be ours.