You can't take it wth you

In August, I decided to put the condo up for sale. I had no idea that it would be such a traumatic experience. Sure, I have been planning the move back to Toronto for a while, but this act really made it a reality.

I can't believe the effort it took to de-clutter the place to get it ready for going on the market. You practically have to remove everything that says "hello there, this is my house". When I enter my place now, it echoes in a way I haven't heard since the week I moved in. I quite like the minimalism of it all, though. All the clear countertops and order.

But, it's amazing the effort it takes to keep the place that way. Of course, it would be easier if my roommates actually cleaned up after themselves. Too much to ask of two cats, I realize. But I can dream.

Now after going through all this effort to sell the place, I realize how much I really love it. It's too bad you can't take your real estate with you when you change cities.