topless_mike
11-24-2008, 05:35 AM
we are now moved out of our house. we sign off poa tonite and close on wed.
moving went quite easily on saturday. started at 10, done by 2:45. pod is fully loaded.
went back last nite for some last things, the cat, my tank, etc.
i've always said that this is going to be easy, yada yada. we ran into our neighbors across the way while cleaning up outside, and just saying goodbye started to get to me. at this point i knew tonite would not be easy.
so, we finished cleaning up, and my wife took the cat and sat in the car, and i did one last walk through. as i would enter a room and turn on the light and look around, all these joyous memories would run through my head. (think armaggeddon when bruce pushes the button, only less doom); our first nite there, decorating the house for the first time, our first new years there, bring our son home to his room for the first time, etc. seeing his room empty was perhaps the hardest of all.
as i finished my walk through i got to the front door, i kind of froze. i had such a hard time turning off that light and locking the door. to me, turning off the light was symbollic to turning off all the good times and memories that we've shared together and as a family here. i took a deep breath, turned off the light, locked the door, and walked away.
as i pulled out of the complex and onto 22 for the last time, i absolutely lost it. i cant remember the last time that i bawled like this. the tears were just running down my face uncontrollably. it was our first house, and we built some of our first memories there.
it took a couple of minutes for me to re-compose myself, but i did.
writing this, i started to get myself worked up again, but it feels good to type it out and get it out of me.
sorry for just babling. i felt the need to just vent it out.
*noting forum*- although this is "thats life", pls feel free to crack the necessary joke and revoke my mancard for crying, if deemed necessary.
moving went quite easily on saturday. started at 10, done by 2:45. pod is fully loaded.
went back last nite for some last things, the cat, my tank, etc.
i've always said that this is going to be easy, yada yada. we ran into our neighbors across the way while cleaning up outside, and just saying goodbye started to get to me. at this point i knew tonite would not be easy.
so, we finished cleaning up, and my wife took the cat and sat in the car, and i did one last walk through. as i would enter a room and turn on the light and look around, all these joyous memories would run through my head. (think armaggeddon when bruce pushes the button, only less doom); our first nite there, decorating the house for the first time, our first new years there, bring our son home to his room for the first time, etc. seeing his room empty was perhaps the hardest of all.
as i finished my walk through i got to the front door, i kind of froze. i had such a hard time turning off that light and locking the door. to me, turning off the light was symbollic to turning off all the good times and memories that we've shared together and as a family here. i took a deep breath, turned off the light, locked the door, and walked away.
as i pulled out of the complex and onto 22 for the last time, i absolutely lost it. i cant remember the last time that i bawled like this. the tears were just running down my face uncontrollably. it was our first house, and we built some of our first memories there.
it took a couple of minutes for me to re-compose myself, but i did.
writing this, i started to get myself worked up again, but it feels good to type it out and get it out of me.
sorry for just babling. i felt the need to just vent it out.
*noting forum*- although this is "thats life", pls feel free to crack the necessary joke and revoke my mancard for crying, if deemed necessary.