It happened. We sold the house, we closed, we moved. Hard to believe it's been almost a month since we left Chelsea.
I don't miss the house at all. I'm sure someday I'll have fond memories, but it's a burden gone for the time being and I'm glad to have it behind me.
That said, selling a house is one of the worst experiences ever. Buying a car is a breeze in comparison.
I started a long post about the experience of selling; the terrible communication skills of real estate agents (every one of them, not just ours), the soul-sucking trudge of showings and open houses, the never-ending feedback we already knew. But, I don't have it in me. I don't have the energy to look back and document that period of time.
For now, I'm enjoying being a renter again. With a ticket, they came and fixed our washing machine, sink faucet, and removed a wasps' nest. That'll hold me for a while.
Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps; for he is the only animal that is struck with the difference between what things are, and what they ought to be. - William Hazlitt
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