We just sold our vacation home on Vancouver Island in an attempt to simplify our lives.
We had an estate sale this past weekend which was hilarious…and a lot of hard work. It’s pretty unnerving creepy to have strangers prowl your home, pawing through and critiquing your things.
Seriously??? “You don’t like my taste in lamps? Put it down and move on”!We don’t need two of everything, so we decided to sell everything that had no sentimental feelings attached to it.
By the end of the day, we were even selling some of them!
We still have another group of things to sell…a second Kayak, a Sailboat, a buffet, some paintings, a few rugs, a second patio set and a few more chairs.
My husband just came home from the post office and asked what happened to our front door mat. He laughed when I told him I sold it!
We did manage to get rid of the pool table, Murphy Wall bed, dining room table, chairs, mirrors, lamps, plates, pots and pans (I’m no dummy… packing and cooking on the same day is not my idea of fun) and lots of extraneous junk.
During this process, I had to excavate some pretty scary things from my wardrobe. I howled over a few items and wondered where the fashion police were when I bought them. I can date my career in the fashion industry, based on the types of clothes I owned. For some reason, they all (I hope) ended up being stored here. An excavation is in order when I get back to California.
Patent Leather Spats with silver leather and faux Leopard spots…does it get worse than this? Yep, it did.
I won’t can’t say for sure if I ever wore these horrific boots, more than once, but I am guilty of purchasing them…many years ago. Someone else is guilty of buying them last Saturday 🙂
Towards the end of the day on Sunday, the Mounties came to our rescue.
That’s a cordless drill in Joanne’s hand and a cup of Whiskey in Doug’s. Without their help, we wouldn’t have been able to dismantle the Murphy Bed and get it out of here without taking down a wall.
Doug is a Mountie, so of course, we all had to try on his official hat later :-)) We will sure miss them.
As I write this my husband just came up from the garage with a stack of cash in hand. The other Kayak is now gone. This is a strictly cash and carry sale. It appears the sale didn’t stop at the weekend!
Selling this home is very bittersweet. We know we’ll miss our relaxing times, the roaring fires, fabulous friends, and outstanding views, but are looking forward to a new chapter in our lives.
I decided to keep this big fella. Even plopped under my palm trees in California, he’ll remind me of all the Bald Eagles I watched from my deck and living room windows.
This is ridiculous, my husband just brought two men upstairs to look at the chairs…I’m now hiding in the bedroom in my pj’s lounging attire!
We drove Finn and Lucy up with us for this extravaganza… just to add some extra fun.
I wonder, where in the Murphy’s Rulebook it states that your geriatric dog will become incontinent, once you sell your house and are packing it up to leave.
Does simplifying your life appeal to you?
It appeals to me…I just hope the process doesn’t kill me.