It’s now 5 days since we sold and left our home. The strange thing is that none of us so far miss it. I certainly believed that at some point some form of separation would be felt by now.
Looking back, the exit started a long time ago. Putting the house on the market in some ways marked the time it ceased to become our home. Right from that point we were geared to sell and move out. Upon engaging the realtors, the first two weeks the effort was aimed at staging the house making it as appealing to sell as possible. This include depersonalizing the home – the removal of photos from walls, etc. The idea being that you want viewers to be able to visualize the home as theirs and not feel a visitor. Once we had a buyer, the effort was non stop sorting out all the issues and selling the contents.
So perhaps we didn’t leave 5 days ago, maybe it was in March when we started our prep. And maybe that’s why we feel the way we do.
In exactly two weeks I will be jobless as well as homeless – like Helen. That hasn’t sunk in yet either. It all seems a bit surreal.
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