For Sale

So the Lebrecque house will go on the market on Monday. It is something I really have not come to terms with. I go there still seeing shadows of Linda buzzing around remembering in all detail what we should accomplish for that day. After solving the problems of the world, we then set off on our list of things. Then a great "corporate meeting/lunch", maybe Bills famous grilled cheese sandwich, left over enchiladas, or soup with a mini sandwich. On some days it was just peanut butter and jelly. Always desert.
Now it is Bill and I trying to figure out what we are suppose to be doing. We did pack up the Santas today, we did move a piece of furniture to Bills truck, we did take down a fence, we did do the dump and have lunch. But it wasn't the same. We sat in a more emptied out kitchen, looking around. It feels different.
He reminded me that it is going on 5 months and that their anniversary is on the 13th. It is surreal.