Just a few weeks lapsed from the time my parents put their house on the market until it sold and they (and my little brother Garin) moved out. The time went incredibly fast, and I can't even believe yet that they're gone. I was there for a couple hours helping them load up the moving van on Monday, but eventually had to go to work, leaving the job to the army of friends and church members to help them finish the task. We missed out on the last evening together with the family before they left, so Katie and I decided to go a couple nights later to see the empty house. Oh, and not only was it empty, but the power was already turned off. It was a lifeless, empty, sad little house.
Where did everything go?? My childhood bedroom was hollow and seemed very very small. The whole house felt that way, which was strange, because you'd think it would feel bigger without stuff filling it up.
The living room also felt like a shell of its former self.
The House wasn't completely deserted, though. Oh no. A new tenant was making herself right at home.
That right there is the first black widow spider Katie or I have ever seen in person. It freaked us out, and afterwards Katie couldn't wait to leave. Can't blame her, that thing just looks evil (that hourglass is a vivid red!)
The next time we see any of my family here in California again, they'll all be visitors, not residents. That's SO WEIRD.
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Think of all the fun memories we get to make now in their Utah house and how much fun we'll have here when they visit. At least you still have us - you are alway welcomed here, no need for an invite - just call and tell us you're coming.
Are we on for Christmas?
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