We Said Goodbye To Our "Beach House"

Been a hot minute since I've posted. Almost three years! 

We moved from the oceanfront summer 2022. We were over it living in the crappy apartment. Don't regret it at all, just regret staying longer than one year.

There was a lot of traffic, like tons of it during tourist season, I'm told that wasn't normal. That it's normally worse. Summer of 2021 when we left it was like 4th of July every weekend with the amount of people filtering in and out. I can't even imagine it being worse. 

For those of you who didn't live through it... one day someone will read this and have no idea what it was like. We had moved there just before the pandemic of 2020 became a thing. Things were a bit crazy there with all that our nation had been through during the Covid-19 ordeal. People went a bit nuts being told what to do; masks, social distancing, washing hands, and stay-at-home orders, especially if sick - you were to quarantine yourself. And forget about the whole vaccine thing when those became available, "you can't tell me what to do with my body, I'm not putting foreign substances in my body." Which makes me laugh at some of those people, I know of things they already put in their bodies without researching what the ingredients were. 

People on the beach/boardwalk area were rambunctious and loud all hours of the day and night during our couple years there. The beach itself never closed during the pandemic, you just had to stay moving though, you couldn't stop and sit, or layout. You could swim if you wanted, because that was a form of exercise which was allowable and encouraged. A lot of people started walking/jogging/running on the boardwalk just to get out of the house. 

We saw a lot of protests there, mostly ones that went well. Always on the far end of the area away from our apartment, but in walkable distance. However, there was one, a big one in March 2020 where storefronts were destroyed, fires on the sidewalks were lit, people got hurt, and after all that mess we had curfews put in place. So it was definitely a crazy two years. One night people were in our parking lot just screaming, yelling, and banging on other people's cars. Totally out of control. I get it, everyone was stressed and the younger generations didn't know what to do with all that emotion, and being "locked up", not being able to do what they once were. There was no condemning the bad behaviors or rewarding the good. They were getting away with it and things escalated and continued to do so to this day. People seem to think they are more entitled, others have just lost their minds. I call it the Covid Crazies, because no one acted this way before the virus. Whether their brains were affected by the illness or the mental/emotional aspect of it, they just lost their way. Something happened along the way for them to become imbalanced. A few would say it was the vaccine, but most of the crazy ones didn't dare get the injection (it might have had a microchip in it so we could be tracked lol, oh the things people came up with!). 

But, anyway, I totally got off topic - the beach apartment was old, dusty, and rundown. It was small, but we knew these things going in. We even knew they had the occasional cockroach. But went for it anyway, always wanted to live at the beach. We walked across the street and our feet hit the sand! I could see the Atlantic Ocean from my bathroom and bedroom. I'm not a fan of swimming in the ocean, but I like to stick my feet in the salt water and listen to the waves crashing. I also subscribe to the fact that negative ions from the waves are a good thing, as well as grounding in the wet sand. It's healthy for you. 

But when enough is enough, and you can run, you should. So we did. 

The construction was gross, a few of the other tenants were gross, the roaches were gross - I mean they always are, but we went six months without an infestation, the other 18 months it got bad, and gradually worse. Like falling off the ceiling and dropping on your head/hand/food worse. Yeah, that gross!

So we upped and moved again. To the next town over, this time in an apartment on the River. Beautiful view. Still near water, but not the same as the ocean. We lived in that wonderful corner apartment for almost two years; viewing boats, industrial ships, tourist boats, cruise ships, people, sunsets and sunrises, and a pair of Peregrine Falcons. The birds were one of the best parts! 

We recently moved from that corner apartment to downsize. We didn't need that bigger space or the bigger rent that went with it! So we moved one floor up to a smaller place, the view isn't as great, but we still enjoy the community and the building. So we're here for at least 18 months. 

Who knows what happens then. We stay or we don't? We moved around every few years with the military for a couple decades. No biggie! Actually, it is, as we get older it's not as easy. Next move we will hire someone to do it for us! We've officially hit that age!!