Enter Jumpgate . . .  − 8 April, 2008

Off we go into hyperspace.

Today, we officially put our house on the market.

Our realtor came highly recommended.  She presented herself as very professional and knowledgeable; when the meeting was over, we felt pretty confident.

Still, it's a scary world out there.  All we hear on the news is gloom and doom.

And the reality is this: yesterday was it.  This is no longer our house.  The moment of transition came and went.  Tick, we're here.  Tock, we're not here.

Lorien would be proud.

I will miss this place.  I'm not sure if I'm ready to write the eulogy for our time in Gainesville just yet.  But definitely the coins are on the eyes. 

Comments:

edunn (April 9, 2008. 07:58pm)

It must feel so strange?!

bmccosar (April 10, 2008. 02:24pm)

I have lived in Florida longer than I've lived anywhere else. My dad was in the Marines; we moved around. Funny thing is, everyone asks where my hometown is. In a way, I feel it's home when I go to places like Camp Blanding. The worlds I have known have all moved on, one way or another; you really can't go home again. I guess the key is to make a home wherever you find yourself.