Goodbye House
On Saturday we went down to The Swamp to help my parents finish up their move into a rent house. And I found it a lot harder than I expected to say goodbye to my old home. We moved in before the end of my 8th grade year, some sixteen years ago. A lot of memories were made in that house, and it makes me very sad that Miss T won’t remember it at all. I made N walk around and take a lot of pictures, although I wish I had remembered to do that before most everything was moved out.
Goodbye house
Goodbye mailbox that was always bashed in
Goodbye randomly located palm tree that matched nothing else
Goodbye Mimi Mimosa
Since Dad raised you from a twig, we always referred to you as if you were human
Goodbye extra den
You were always much hotter than the rest of the house and your low-hanging fan always hit my cousin in the head
Goodbye living room
You were a cozy cave for watching TV
Goodbye kitchen
Mom never fully appreciated all your cabinet space
Goodbye dining room
We never used you for your purpose when I was a kid
Goodbye study
You were filled with Dad’s books
Goodbye old bedroom
I still love that ivy border
Goodbye master bathroom
I didn’t realize you were so striped
Goodbye obnoxious children who won’t look at the camera…oh wait
Goodbye house
It makes me sad that I’ll never set foot in you again
June 30th, 2009 at 5:03 pm
How funny that I never really noticed the front of the house. I don’t think I ever even went through the front door. I know it’s hard to leave. Wish I could say that it isn’t weird to think of other people living in YOUR house, but it is. Sorry about that.
June 30th, 2009 at 8:15 pm
I never went in the front door either. I suspect I’ll be posting something similar in a year or two.
July 2nd, 2009 at 1:20 pm
I took pictures of some of the rooms with stuff still in them if you need them for memories
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Still sad.
July 2nd, 2009 at 1:20 pm
OK I did not intend for that smiley face to pop up like that. I will try another
July 2nd, 2009 at 1:21 pm
Much better.