Moving!
After 4 years, I'm no longer going to be a resident of the house I affectionately dubbed "The Vault" when I moved in.
I have had twelve (12!) different roommates over the years, married and divorced one, watched all the rest get their shit together and move on to do their things and live their lives.
Some minor dramas, so many laughs I can't even begin to count, and more fuzzy memories than I probably should (THANKS 4LOKO).
I'm not 100% sure I'll be drama free at the new place, but this will be *my* transition time.