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Condo SOLD!

Sold My Condo, Got the Girl, Took Over the World?

SOLD!

Man I remember when I bought this place. I was 23 years old. Dad was still hanging on, if only for Mom’s sake.  I thought I’d work at my first job out of university for a long time. I thought I’d spend the rest of my life with the same girl I’d been with for a long time. I never thought Mom and I would both grow and become friends. Basically I was dead wrong on everything, and I knew sweet fuck all about where my life would go.

YouMotorcycle Head Office

I had a little dog and a couple of motorcycles, but most importantly I had some amazing friends and family who passed through this place. I count by the handfuls the number of you who dropped in (whether it was at 5 PM or 5 AM), hung out, had drinks, crashed on the futon, exchanged gifts and favours, tinkered with shit, helped out, and the exclusive (but growing) club of friends who have washed my dishes. You all know who you are and where you fit in to this. You’re the fucking best.

Some of you haven’t been here yet, but that’s ok. It’s not that I don’t love you, it’s just that I have a reputation to maintain and you’re too damn ugly for me to let you in. I’m kidding, mostly. Even though we may not have hung out much you’ve been on my mind. I hope you’re all up to your ears and happy as pigs in shit in all of the weird stuff you freaks love. You deserve that happiness.

Kitchen

After Dad left us my nights here were horrible and lonely. Horrible. I kept company with some beautiful, sweet, but strange, strange women. One of them kept showing up. She just kept coming back. I said to her, “Hey, crazy, I don’t think you should keep coming back here so much.” She ignored my advice, and kept coming back. Like a stage five clinger. She stuck around, and then she tricked me into falling for her. A sneaky move for which I’m grateful. She helped turn this little condo of sadness into a happy home. Thank you Gab (see her site here).

I still miss Dad every day. “It doesn’t get normal, it only gets less weird.” I took some hard knocks in these past two years. Within 6 months Dad was gone, my ex was no longer speaking to me, and Pat moved to Australia. Truth be told, with my two favourite riding partners gone the whole social side of motorcycling depressed me. Apologies to my riding buddies that I haven’t been my 4-AM-tire-rubber-chewing, fast-drinking, rageaholic Screaming Baby self in a long time. I don’t know if I’m that kid any more, but I get vacation days at work now, and I think it’s time to cash in and find out!

Bedroom

To everyone who saw me through that bad time, and still holds my hand to this day, first of all, a sincere thank you, and second, I didn’t wash my hands, did you? Whether it was a silly text message out of the blue, an invite out that I would turn down (naturally), or lunch and dinner dates, you guys are the best friends a girl like me could have.

As for the love of my life, well, according to my fortune cookie…

BikerPup and I

Ride safe everyone,

Adrian & BikerPup… OUT!

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2 comments

  1. Oh well……..at least the dog’s cute!! :-)

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