It seems like it’s been the longest 9 weeks of my life trying to sell my father’s bungalow. There were times where it just didn’t seem like it was going to happen.
With an exchange of contracts having taken place last Thursday, yesterday the keys were handed in to our agent ready for completion of the sale today. Saying goodbye to my parents’ home will be the end of an era for me, but I’m determined not to hang on to the memories, partly because some of the memories I have aren’t good.
It’s time for me to leave the house behind and with it any memories. In this case, the memories I hold belong with the house.