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Stressful [May. 26th, 2006|09:32 am]
Tony Grist
They say moving house is one of the most stressful things you can do. It's up there in a trinity with divorce and bereavement. And what makes it so very stressful- in my wholly unscientific opinion- is that  the action is taken out of your hands at an early stage and passed over to expensive hired hands - estate agents, surveyors, conveyancers.

There's nothing we can do now. We wait to hear. We wait for the telephone to ring...
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2006-05-26 09:37 am (UTC)
I hate it when other people take control of my life.

The only way to cope is to think Zen. Very, very Zen.
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[User Picture]From: jackiejj
2006-05-26 11:17 am (UTC)
I find myself brooding about the home inspection.

I imagine the report coming back: "You have thousands of dollars of mold damage," or "Severe termite inspection has placed entire structure in jeopardy."
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2006-05-26 03:10 pm (UTC)
Surely you'd already know if there was something really wrong....
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[User Picture]From: jackiejj
2006-05-26 03:33 pm (UTC)
Yeah. I panicked this morning when my sister (see my post) reminded me that by July 10 I must turn over the keys and be out of my house!

I wasn't thinking. I've been in a dream.

I'm over worrying about the house inspection. Janice and I are meeting a realtor tonight to have another look at the house with the blue swing on the porch and the loose gutters...
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[User Picture]From: kaysho
2006-05-30 11:05 pm (UTC)
I think the biggest cause of the stress is that you realise you have to deal with disposing of all the things you've put off "not wanting enough to keep" for so many years. :)
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2006-05-31 08:45 am (UTC)
Where does it all come from?

Drawer after drawer, shelf after shelf, full of- well- stuff!
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