Sunday, April 10, 2011
The Big Day Arrives
Well, I had put a contract on a house but still had to sell my house on Poplar. The “for sale” sign went up right away and I was ready. Anne held an open house for realtors; it was a crazy market. Small ramblers like mine, three bedroom and one bath homes were going quickly.
It sold in a week for $5000 more than the asking price by an older couple with grandchildren. They didn’t even ask for a home inspection. The realtor said that they had just lost another contract across the Boulevard and were anxious to get a contract. It was a great relief to me.
I was left to pack the house and planned to use a moving company to actually move the majority of my things over to the house. My brother, Dan was moving to Syracuse with his fiancé and was working for a local moving company. He got me a good price and he was one of the crew on the day of the move. This way he could make sure everything went well. My brother, Mike rented a truck and we moved all the yard things over on that.
The day of closing was a bit harried. When we arrived for the final walk-through the seller wasn’t out of the house. I made it difficult to inspect because there stuff was still in the house. I was very frustrated with her.
After closing, it still took her two and a half more hours to get her things out of the house. Toward the end of her move, she started to put things on the lawn of the next door neighbor’s house. I was so relieved when she finally left. The boys loved the house right away. We had a ton of family and friends who helped us on the move day. A friend of the family brought all of her family and their girls basically set up my kitchen for me.
It was not as bad as I thought it would be. As we slowly unpacked our things, we could see that the memories of Rick were still with us. The memories were in our hearts and in the furniture and treasures of a life together. They were just in a different place but we didn’t lose anything in the move.
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