The ink is not quite dry…

By | September 2, 2008

But the condo is sold.

  • Thirty days on the market.
  • Thirty days of keeping the house showroom clean.
  • Thirty days of keeping the bathroom in an extremely sterile state ― it was a damn surgery suite.
  • Thirty days of roaming around the neighbourhood while people poked their noses into cabinets, dressers and cupboards.
  • Thirty days of not getting out and socializing.
  • Thirty days of worrying…

It’s over…

…now there’s a little packing (most of the stuff is already in storage) to do but that’s not a chore I despise. No, what I hated the most was making the damn bed perfectly every damn day. Throw pillows are the work of Satan.

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