Heading
in again today with a list of incidentals to retrieve...wheels from
the big table, ladder, some lumber, some bolts that got left behind,
the pavers from the driveway. It will be the last time I go in the
house as I am leaving the keys when we leave. Kevin is going to have
the sewer cut off first thing tomorrow morning so that he can start
the permitting process and we will cancel our utility accounts.
We
(or maybe just Marc since the other twin will be here for her week)
will be back on Wednesday to try and load up the sandblast booth onto
a trailer and motor it out here.
And
after that? I doubt I will ever go back.
bittersweet, i am certain...
ReplyDeleteAre you okay? It sounds as if you are looking forward and not back.
ReplyDeleteYou will never regret retrieving the things you wanted. Now you have a chance to keep and use things that have served you well. We are going today to see what's left in my daughter's garage that we will have to move or get rid of - no choice for us because a new owner will want the space completely cleaned out.
ReplyDeleteEndings are not bad, they are just endings. It does not mean all the memories have died, you still have those and it does mean you can make lots of new memories.
ReplyDeleteIs this the city house?
ReplyDeleteObviously, I haven't been around in awhile.
This move is huge! Wow.
ReplyDeleteIt's hard to know how you'll react to a situation until you experience it.
ReplyDeleteLike Tex said, Bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteAs Reya said -- this is a massive move! I am impressed with your thoroughness. But yeah, why let all that stuff go to waste?
ReplyDeleteI'm exhausted just reading about it.
ReplyDeleteWhew! And then another chapter starts...
ReplyDeleteI know what that feels like. It's a very emotional process. Hugs to you.
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