Yippee! I have accepted an offer on my house!
F@@k! I have accepted an offer on my house!
After almost 8 months of waiting
for an offer receiving only a drip feed of viewings the new estate agents, Edison
Ford, seems to have done the job. In the
past week I have had 15 viewings, five offers from two families of which I have
accepted one very close to my magic number.
Truly a masterclass in selling strategy and marketing. Bish! Bash! Bosh!
However, sometimes in life you have
to be careful what you wish for. Since receiving
the offer I have had a very startled look.
A rabbit in the headlights. The
enormity of what I have done, what it all means and what I have to do to move
out of the house is starting to dawn on me.
Moving out of my family home is
clearly going to be a very emotional one.
It is the place where Caroline and I have brought our kids up, where
they have made friends and where we had a fun and loving time together. There is no way that we would have moved out
of this house. It’s just a great
house. But I made the decision to make
the move some time ago. Although it’s
going to be painful it’s for the best.
The major act now is to pack up 26
years of accumulated family “memorabilia”.
This is going to be crazy! Downsizing
from a four bedroom house with a large garden to an apartment is going to be
the toughest task ever! I am scared to
go into the attic. Christmas decorations
of every festive colour possible, the stuff you put out of sight as you
convince yourself that “I will deal with that next week”, the cricket kit that
fitted a more sprightly figure and most of all so many photo albums.
The photo albums will be the
toughest one to deal with. The photos
are so personable and depict my beautiful wife’s life. How can I disposed of these illustrations of
Caroline’s life? The plan will be to scan
the photos digitally and store them in the “cloud” somewhere. What to do with the albums themselves? They will probably be in storage somewhere.
Anyway the packing starts now. Watch this space
I am so relieved that I am eventually
on the road to finalising the sale of my house.
I am aware there are still pitfalls in front of me that need to be navigated
but someone has made a decent offer. I
feel I am reaching the next major junction on our journey to where we do not
know. We will all be really sad to leave
our house in Frampton Cotterell. It was
a real lifestyle place where we could really relax and chill. Our own sanctuary. Although filled with memories of so many good
times it is now merely a shell. The love
and fun in many ways has now disappeared.
It is the right time to move.
I expect many of my friends will be
around in the next few weeks to have their last glance around and help me
downsize my drinks cabinet!
So much to contemplate! Oh and there is the small matter of finding
somewhere to live!