The last 4.5 years surely painted our life with colors. Bright, subdued, pale, one too many. One day before our flight home, we busy saying goodbye to everyone. Hard though, sometimes tears are involved.
It was a long 10-days process. Been prepared since 3 months before it, if I may say. Couldn’t really tell the whole story –involving last minute emergency calling to get a big dump-bin; rescheduled carpet cleaning; dismantle all furniture; too many to listed-. I miss Sydney already.
Our ex-house tell us different story. Our daughter was born here. On the day we had to hand house-key back to the agent, we had one good hour to have a look for the last time, all clean and empty, sort of feeling that we couldn’t clearly described, and my daughter kept bounce back and sat quietly on our –used to be- bedroom corner used to home her cot. Sad. If I have enough capital, I’ll beg the agent to sell the house for us for sure.
Here, glimpse of our hard work to pulled every room down, and catch the difference. Just please don’t start to make a comment, or you will be jail for life for bringing back my tears.
It was a long 10-days process. Been prepared since 3 months before it, if I may say. Couldn’t really tell the whole story –involving last minute emergency calling to get a big dump-bin; rescheduled carpet cleaning; dismantle all furniture; too many to listed-. I miss Sydney already.
Our ex-house tell us different story. Our daughter was born here. On the day we had to hand house-key back to the agent, we had one good hour to have a look for the last time, all clean and empty, sort of feeling that we couldn’t clearly described, and my daughter kept bounce back and sat quietly on our –used to be- bedroom corner used to home her cot. Sad. If I have enough capital, I’ll beg the agent to sell the house for us for sure.
Here, glimpse of our hard work to pulled every room down, and catch the difference. Just please don’t start to make a comment, or you will be jail for life for bringing back my tears.
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