Jorge has been working diligently on my condo, getting it ready to be rented. He's doing a beautiful job, bringing it back to great condition after 15 years of me letting it get run down. Eric & I met him there yesterday to check out his progress, ensure that he was on the right track (I'm letting him make most of the decisions himself), and of course, give him another check towards the project. It looks great. It looks beautiful, even without the wallpaper. But it feels surreal... dejavu.
One thing I know is that I do not belong there anymore. I belong right where I am. Right by Eric's side.