We're moving in 10 days, and so the packing begins. I'm too sentimental for my own good, so of course I documented every last messy inch. I'll miss our cozy 600 square foot apartment, the first place we shared keys, where we got engaged, and planned our wedding. I'll miss the elevators that sometimes work, the awkward cut out in the kitchen, the view of our spectacular city from the rooftop, our friendly front desk attendants, and the first corner of DC that ever felt like home. I will not miss the smell of the hallway or the bros in the gym.