We have 19 days to go before moving day. All stays in hotels, removal van, channel crossings etc. are booked and I have been gradually clearing cupboards, the sideboard etc. without too much sense of pressure and finalityto pack tomorrow.
This evening the pictures, family photos, plaques etc. have come down from the walls and I have cleaned them ready for packing tomorrow and I looked around at the bare walls and felt bereft and so very, very sad to leave - to the extent that I almost want to cancel everything. Near to tears, thinking about friends here etc..
Don't know what I expect anyone to say, really, it is moving on. But suddenly, minus art-work the house is no longer a home. (A-level essay, discuss :o))
This is one of the most poignant threads I've ever seen on here. I wish you luck and happiness in equal measure. Sometimes things have a way of working out for the best.
Last year we sold our house to build our own in the country. We love being in our new house,and one of the things that made it homey very quickly,was that we are still using "our stuff". New and old mix, go really well :-)Enjoy your new life x
Thank you Zacs-Master and bunkmoreland - I'm feeling a bit better today. One thing is that I seem to be looking very clearly at everything and everyone - as if I'm on a sort of mental 'zoom-lens' storing pictures and experiences with more than normal clarity. xx
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