Today, I moved out everything that was left. It was hard work - mentally, emotionally, and physically.
Fortunately I had some amazing friends come over to help out. We rented a UHaul, and had my PODS delivered back to the house. The plan was that some stuff was going to M's house, and some stuff would remain in the pod to wait until we buy Dream House. This morning we loaded up the UHaul with a few items from M's house that were going into the pod, then drove to Royal Oak.
I was pleased to note the "SOLD" sticker on the For-Sale sign! At that point my pals Knut and Cindy came by to look at my treadmill. They decided to purchase it, and with not too much effort the guys got it up the stairs, outside, around the pod, and into the truck.
Right as they were leaving, my RO Team arrived. Dave, Angie, and Britt strolled over, having walked from their house a few blocks away. These miracle-workers helped us out with all of the heavy lifting. We moved the bed into the truck, the living room into the pod, the bed thing into the pod, the bakers rack into the truck, and probably lots more heaving lifting and sorting that I've since forgotten. It was extremely helpful to have their extra hands and muscles!
Just before leaving, B took a picture of me and my sold sign:
After they left, I picked us up some taco bell. As we were picnicking on the living room floor, a friend of a friend came by to consider buying the motorcycle in my garage. As I was showing him the bike, and we were discussing logistics, the Brighton Team arrived.
Rob and Sandra showed up and did amazing work keeping us moving and organized right when we would have been hitting a wall on our own. They helped us pack up the multitude of stuff that had emerged from the woodwork - how could such an empty house have so many things hiding in drawers, closets, and cupboards?? By then I was totally overwhelmed, but they did a great job of helping out with all of the obnoxious little tasks required to finish up a move. They helped box, clean, lift, and organize everything.
When we all left to get some dinner, we just had a pile of stuff to either throw out or give to goodwill. I don't yet know how to do that, but I'll figure it out. And the motorcycle yet to resolve, somehow. Amazing the work that Teams RO, Brighton, and Ypsilanti (especially my hero of a fiance who powered through the whole day with me), can accomplish! I'll go back on wednesday (garbage night), do a little bit of cleaning, one or two last run-throughs, take out the trash, and then say goodbye to my little house.
So hard to believe! Over ten years ago when I bought this house, I was still grieving the tragic death of a man I'd been engaged to marry. I brought so many memories of him with me. Over the course of those years so much of my life has changed, for the better, and most of those memories have been purged, but a few ghosts still kept popping out of closets unexpectedly today.
It was hard work, putting this house to rest. But it's so incredibly worth it. Today I am engaged to another man, a different one - one who I love with all of my heart. I am thrilled to be moving on with my life, with our life, but it is still so hard to close the door on those ten years. It's not so difficult to look ahead, but physically going through the work required to pack up that house completely - wow. It was grueling.
The deal is not Done Done Done yet. Until we close, there remains a possibility something could fall through -- the mortgage process is still being finalized. I live in fear that this will fall apart, and I'll have to relist my house now that everything has been removed from it. Hopefully that won't happen though. I'm crossing all of my fingers and toes! If everything goes really smoothly, we could close as early as friday. I really really hope that works out! It'd be great to have this over and done with -- then next weekend I can relax as a free woman, no ties except the ring on my finger from the guy I love.
Wouldn't that be great?