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October 1, 2005

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A sign in the yard

Well it’s 2:30 in the morning and I just got home from work. It’s kind of weird when I come home at the end of the day because things change around the house and everyone has their story of what happened to them and what was important to them. So when you see those things when you get home it is a definite reminder of what you are missing.
Tonight when I got home there in my yard was a big ole realator sign for my house to be for sale. Heather and I have been in the process of buying the new house that I posted about awhile back and they just recently told us that we had to put our current home on the market. Since none of this had directly effected our lives yet it was a little surreal. However when I saw that sign in my yard tonight it was a grim reminder that all the hard work and memories that I have experienced in this home would soon be coming to an end.
It’s wierd to me because I moved sooooo much growing up that I never got attatched to things. We also had numerous cars so giving up things that would have been big possesions were normal. Universally I really never cared about moving or selling a car. Heather on the other hand has always been attatched to things, even the car that barely started every day and on a bad day wouldn’t go over 45 on the freeway.
Tonight I experienced that feeling of loss with a possesion and it was definitely a little different then what I am used to. I actually just stopped and looked at it like it was going to do something. I went inside and put my stuff down but it had me so engulfed that I opened a beer and went back outside and just gazed at it as I started the process of slowing down for the night. Obviously it got to me because here I am writing about the event.
I don’t know what the moral of this story is other than I guess I will be sad to see my home leave my possesion. I put a lot of blood, sweat, and tears into this home. My daughter learned how to walk here. My son started Kindergarten here. I dug every hole for all the plants that are growing in our yard. Lot’s of things….this place will always have a place in my heart. Shit it’s my first home. I remember being so proud when I first purchased it. I was thinking to myself that I had my own piece of land. My own property. That was really cool. Even though it was small and there was nothing on it at first. I watched the home grow just as our lives grew into it. I will definitely be sad to move out of this house…no…this home!

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  1. avatar
    Angel
    Oct 1 2005

    Hey, I know exactly how you feel! We are selling our house too, and I am sad about it. I laid most of the sod, planted a lot fo the plants and my children too had all their firsts here. This house too is full of my blood, sweat and tears. And a lot of good and bad memories.
    It’s going to be weird moving to the other coast. Kinda strange, now that I think about it. You are from back East, living here now, and I am from here going back there.

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    n00b
    Oct 3 2005

    Moral of the story you asked?
    The moral is….
    You never know what you had untill you gonna loose it… dont take things for granted..

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    Heather
    Oct 27 2005

    Ahhhhh.. baby.
    I’m going to miss it too!! Maybe untill we sell it you can take care of it for me untill we move.. Clean the toilets, vacume and mop. j/k.. but for real.. I love you

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