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After only two months of rapid cleaning, packing up the dogs, and vacating the premises on short notices, the house has sold. I can’t believe it. I’m not in shock over the place where I spent most of my childhood no longer belonging to us (yet), but I am literally amazed someone wanted our house. Okay, our backyard was redone and looks awesome enough that I wish we could have lived here throughout the summer. But someone wants our house that’s ten different colors and is probably going to need a new roof and some remodeling. It was built from scratch so it was designed exactly for us, it’s hard to imagine the house would appeal to someone else. The kitten wallpaper from my bedroom may be long gone, but the exterior is still bright yellow. I honestly thought it would take a year and many drinks before my dad finally lowered the price to put things in motion.

Our realtor says it’s now a seller’s market. This past week someone who lived two hours away saw pictures of our house, got nagged by their mother-in-law to put a contract on it fast, and by the weekend they kicked us out of our house at 8:30 am, and again in the afternoon. They got the contract set up in one day and just like that, it’s almost over.

There’s a bunch of technicalities to iron out, and apparently we’re hoping for a backup contract. Which means I still have to be in clean mode. If everything goes well my parents are out in July, and I’m moving into my new apartment in June. I’m so excited to move, but it’s weird that my parents won’t still be in this house. Maybe the new owners will let me use their backyard?

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Comments on: "(Soon To Be) Moving Day" (1)

  1. It’s tough leaving a childhood home behind.

    We just did that with the cottage that’s been in our family for 3 generations. We took lots of pictures on our last trip out there, so that will have to be sufficient to jog our memories of the place. My parents’ house, though, now belongs to my hubby & me. We purchased it when they passed away and now my daughter is living there. THAT will be hard to sell if my daughter ever decides to move! Whenever I dream of ‘home’, it’s always about the first place I lived, even though I’ve lived in my current home longer than my childhood one.

    Good luck with moving on to new adventures. Keep memories of your home close to your heart. 🙂

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