Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Selling My Home... After All These Years

I've raised seven children and I can't believe that they are almost all gone.  Everyone says that the time flies by and boy... did it ever!  I had seven children in ten years so there was a houseful!  It was crowded, crazy, noisy, and I loved every minute of it!  I just have my youngest left and she is about to finish her junior year in high school.  Next year she's a senior and then she's off to college just like the others.  Don't get me wrong.  This is what all Mom's hope for;  their children to be happy, independent, and brave enough to go out on their own.  But with the last one taking off in a year, it means I have one year to sell my home.

My kids have pretty much voted and declared that I can not live alone.  I saw in the paper, an ad for pasadena homes for sale.  I grew up in southern California, and there have been a few thoughts of going back.  But I've had some medical problems and although I have days where I feel just great and could be totally on my own... I know there are days when I absolutely could not.  And a year seems like plenty of time to get a home ready to sell doesn't it?

Well... we have lived here for over 15 years and to say that we have made this house or own would be an understatement.  There's the hole, exactly the size and shape of a soccer ball, in the wall at the end of the hall.  A book case was carefully placed over it by my sons.  There's the scratches on the back door where Daisy, our dog, let us know she needed to go out.  There's a major dent, and structural damage in the garage where numerous newby drivers miscalculated the length of our garage when parking the car.  There's the birds that live in the fascia on the side of the house.  We love having the baby birds appear each spring, but I'm not so sure a potential home buyer would like the nest and accompanying mess.

When you've lived in a home for 15 years, your home is really been lived in.  My kids have promised to help get it ready.  All I know is that I hope this coming year is a slow, very slow year.


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1 comment:

  1. I know how it feels, Linda. After all those years, you’re house isn’t just a house anymore – it’s a home; a place full of precious memories worth treasuring. But you know, circumstances change and all we have to do is go with the flow. Anyway, how’s it going?

    Ofelia Bertrand

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