Early this year, we awoke one morning with the realization that this year was the year to move to a location closer to work and church and to move to a smaller house. Event after event set in motion further events, which facilitated the search for an appropriate new house and the preparation for selling the old house. Finding a location for a new house started a chain of events that would become irreversible. With the assistance of able realtors and a professional stager, we prepared our house to be fit to sell. We changed most of the carpets, cleaned out the basement, and created an immaculate, much leaner and cleaner house. It was a feast for our eyes and a pleasure to live in. After an open houses, many visits from perspective buyers, and much haggling and negotiation, we emotionally sold our home of 12 years on June 7 on a rainy, memorable day. In the end, the ceremonial handing over of the keys and garage door opener was a soothing relief. The drama of the past few months finally came to a close. I did not realize that soon we were to embark on the next, even more stressful half of our adventure: buying a new house. More certainly to come, ... later.
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