House getting empty

This morning I was feeling like a zombie, after my Blog from last night Chantal came by for a glass of wine. But it was getting later and later, I told her that she can close the door behind her. It was after 12 o clock in the night and I know my alarm goes 6 hours later. So the day went slowly but finish Paul’s project as promised.

Gertie, Martine and John came by to help me a little getting the upper floor empty, the chest of drawers is downstairs in the garage. My bed is not there anymore; only thing you can find is the mattress.

My computer desk in the living room is also gone, so I put the screen on one peace of the cabinet.
The coffee table is full with stuff and I try to clean it before I go to bed.

It’s a really strange feeling to leave the house after so many years. 38 years ago my parents thought this was a nice spot to life. I went a few years to the other side of the street but came back in when they stayed in Belize.
Well at least I know where I go now while I’m waiting for the papers.