End Of An Era
I just left my flat for the last time. Everything is packed and stored that's being packed and stored. Everything is junked that's being junked. The cleaners are going in tomorrow, and with a fair wind the sale should complete by Friday of this week. It had better - if it doesn't we'll probably lose the house.
So I've left the first piece of property I owned (mortgage notwithstanding) and even though I haven't spent much time there for the last two years, I'm feeling pretty sad about it all. There's something a bit dismal about empty property anyway, but back in 2000 that place really meant something to me. My first step on the property ladder, independence, investment, all of those things certainly; but also a sense of comfort and security that went beyond the physical. There's something about being able to close the door to your own place and shut the world out that isn't like doing the same in a place you're renting.
But even with all that I wasn't expecting to be this sad about it.
Time for a new era now.
June 26th, 2007 - 18:03
Oh, I know how you feel. We’ve just put our house on the market, and when the “For Sale” sign showed up in the front yard I felt sick.
Ugh.
Congratulations on the new place though!