I was thinking about that yesterday as I packed up the stuff in my Olympia condo. About 8 years ago now, back when I had tons and tons of disposable income, I bought a small one bedroom condo in a high-rise building in Olympia as a place where I could stay during the legislative session and not have to commute. Tony and I spent a summer gutting and remodeling it, and it's been a comfortable place to stay ever since. But I really only use it three or four months a year, and the rest of the time it sits vacant. In a sense, abandoned. The session finally ended for the year last week and so I went down to pack it up, close it off, turn off the water heater, close the windows and draw the shades for the year. I may be back once or twice before session starts again next January, but for the most part between now and then it's going to sit dark, quiet and vacant.
As I gathered up stuff to take back -- cleaned out the refrigerator of perishables, loaded up the suits and dress shirts, I wondered what folks would think if I never came back and someone came in a year, two, three, four years down the road or more. Taking one last look around before heading to the foyer and the door with my laundry basket of stuff, I wondered: What if I died on the way home to Seattle and never came back? What would folks see, what would become of the place? Would it too end up on someones post on abandoned places?