A Little Worn

I plan on selling my home in less than a year and although it seems sad to leave our tiny little home which is often packed to capacity with children, spouses, and grandchildren, it also causes me to worry.  We have lived here for over 17 years and there are countless memories in these walls.  And there was a lot of living.  Hard, 7 children under the age of 10, living.  This is no house to be sold in a Los Angeles Real Estate market.

There are definite stains, and worn areas of the carpet.  The carpet is darker walking into the front door, walking into each bedroom, and walking down the halls.  Wow... I wonder if it would even be possible to calculate how many little feet ran those routes?  Our doors are worn.  Really worn.  There is not a single door without a scratch, dent, or hole.  I'm talking w o r n.  But in all of this, the walls have taken the greatest beating.

There is the hole downstairs from two little boys playing soccer.  The hallway provided the best game and I must admit, I happily participated on many occasion.  Two players, one standing on either end of the hall, kicked the ball back and forth, trying to get it passed the other.  When they were 10 and under, no problem.  But as my boys grew older, their strength grew exponentially, and a kick heard around the world, screamed passed the opponent and through the wall!   The boys carefully moved our bookcase to a strategically new location, and I didn't know about it for years. Unless the purchaser of our new home wants the bookcase, we're going to have to fix that.

The garage is a unique structure with a storage room, and heated workroom located behind it.  Again, 7 children under the age of 10 and that meant multiple teenage drivers at one time.  I'm not sure why every single one of them felt there car was so enormous that they had to park half of it in the rooms behind the garage.  Maybe we could advertise as a 4 car garage?

This is a sponsored post for the Partners Trust, however, all the points and views are my own.