Yadda Yadda Yadda I Sold the House

I closed on the house six days after Mom’s birthday.

I don’t know where I’m going yet. Haven’t found a place. Rent? Buy? I don’t know. Right now, I’m staying with a friend.

And no, in the seven months since Mom died, I never did go to the bathroom with the door open.

And yes, in that same seven months, I did see some odd shit.

And yes, I feel like I just finished a marathon and can’t catch my breath.

2 thoughts on “Yadda Yadda Yadda I Sold the House

  1. I’m going to need some greater detail on this “odd shit.” Wow, selling the house must’ve been tough. I’m proud of you? I’m not sure what to say.

    1. Yeah, I suppose I should follow that “odd shit” up with a post. And it was rough in a number of ways. Getting the hell out of there in record time was something that could never have happened without friends.

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