It was a strange feeling standing there in my empty garage looking out at my empty parking lot getting ready to drive away for the last time. I thought it was going to be a happy time after all I had waited for this moment for a long time anticipating how good it would feel. But I didn't feel happy, quite the opposite, what I felt was a deep sadness, a sadness that really took me by surprise, I thought there would be a little fear a little apprehension, but there was none of that only an overwhelming sadness almost like a death of someone close. The house seemed dead, it was no longer a home it was just an empty box, all of the things that made it a home were gone, there was no life left in it. The front yard was empty and nothing was moving and with the autumn leaves now littering the ground even the yard seemed dead. There was nothing left for me there and I felt like a stranger, so I got in my truck and drove away.
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A lot of people walked through the house, or at least I'm told they did because I had to be gone while the place was being shown. That makes life very inconvenient, I would get a phone call, my Realtor would tell me the place is going to be shown at 3 o'clock, and that would give me an hour to straighten everything up, take everything off the counters, vacuum the carpet, get in my truck and leave. And I would have to be gone for usually about an hour. If you do this twice a day it ceases to be fun. Fortunately I only had to do that for three weeks before the house was sold. I'm not sure what made me happier the house being sold or not having to do any more showings, since both things happened at the same time I guess I'll never know. After the house sold that's when the work really started, lucky for me the buyer needed time to deal with his house sale so we both agreed on having two months before the closing. I know that sounds like a lot of time and it seemed to me a lot of time in the beginning, but I had totally underestimated the quantity of all of my stuff. So every day stuff flew out the door, some went to the dump, some went to Goodwill, and some went to Craigslist, and between those three methods of disposal the house got emptied on October 23 at one o'clock the day of the closing----- and not one minute earlier. |
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