“D,” as in “Departure” day gets closer, although as we look around at the piles of stuff that still occupy the condo we realize much remains to be done.
Amazing is the amount of junk two people can manage to accumulate over 23 years. Amazing too is the reluctance to throw out things that should be discarded. So when the future of some artifact is in question, we pack it away in a box and move it to storage, putting off that inevitable day when we will — in fact — throw it away.
After too many postponements, the Realtor comes tonight. Soon, strangers will tramp through the space we used to call home. With luck, one of them will decide, as we did in 1981, that this is a place they too can call home.