Our lovely little loft in downtown Salt Lake City has a new resident. It is so bittersweet for me to think about someone else living in our home... to imagine someone else setting up their life in there. But it would be ridiculous for us to keep it empty so
My patio door is open. The light is fading. A cool fall breeze is drifting in. Lee is on his way home from work with a pizza. It is the perfect night to snuggle up on the couch and catch up on our last two days (when I work night shifts, we don't see each other at all). A perfect night!
I guess I'm not cut out to be a real estate businesswoman. I get so emotional over a living space! Have you ever sold or rented out a home/loft/condo that you love so much and can't imagine anyone else living there? Maybe it's because I've never lived in a place of my own, meaning my whole life has been lived in rented spaces. This was the first place that I've lived where we were the owners, where we owned something. I need to get over it, I guess (but it is amazingly spectacular).