I thought there would be a lightness when all of our belongings were sold or given away, and yet I did not anticipate the energy pull that occurs as fragments of their memory and the sentiment attached lays a blanket of emotion that causes a form of psychic paralysis. I barely have energy to play mindless mahjong on the the computer as a distraction.
Otis has been out of sorts, having temper tantrums by throwing his toys and food bowl around the puppy pen where he has been caged. He no longer has free run of the house since it has been cleaned and prepared for the next owners who will walk through hours from now.
This was a fine home and it served us well, and so I say goodbye...
'parting is such sweet sorrow.'