I'm No Good At This

[poliphilo]

Two blokes showed up at the door last night, asking if they could see the house. They didn't have an appointment, but they were very apologetic about it so I let them in.

No, this isn't a horror story; they were very pleasant and respectful. They asked a few questions about the cracks in the ceiling and stuff like that, but this was absolutely their right.

And they left me feeling so churned up inside I could have cried. 

Comments

[kaysho.livejournal.com]

You're going to be a wreck when you reach that final moment when you stand in the entryway to your house and see it just as bare of your things as the day you moved in. That's always been a tough one for me.

Good luck.