Mental health check-in

We closed on the sale of our old house yesterday. We raised our kids there. I've put literal blood, sweat, and tears into that house over the 33 years we lived there. I know every pipe, wire, rafter, and joist of that house like the back of my hand. The wife and I have put in countless hours remodeling the house and landscaping. How do does one just walk away from that?

Well, it's not as hard as I thought it would be. By the time we had the last of our things moved to the new place, I was a little sad, but ready to move on. Maybe it was seeing the house empty. Maybe it was that we'd painted over the Elvis and Marilyn Monroe murals the kids had painted on the dining room doors. Maybe it was because we absolutely love the new house.

Anyway, despite the stress of moving 33 years of accumulated stuff, the wife and I can finally start to relax and enjoy our retirement.
 
GomezAddams said:
We closed on the sale of our old house yesterday. We raised our kids there. I've put literal blood, sweat, and tears into that house over the 33 years we lived there. I know every pipe, wire, rafter, and joist of that house like the back of my hand. The wife and I have put in countless hours remodeling the house and landscaping. How do does one just walk away from that?

Well, it's not as hard as I thought it would be. By the time we had the last of our things moved to the new place, I was a little sad, but ready to move on. Maybe it was seeing the house empty. Maybe it was that we'd painted over the Elvis and Marilyn Monroe murals the kids had painted on the dining room doors. Maybe it was because we absolutely love the new house.

Anyway, despite the stress of moving 33 years of accumulated stuff, the wife and I can finally start to relax and enjoy our retirement.
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Man, I would be crying painting over those murals. That must have been tough.
 
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they finally did the biopsy today, and it will be a few days for any results.
i'm just trying to get back home
this place is torture to try to sleep in.
 
Mojo.

It's my birthday. I suppose that I should be happy. At best, I'm indifferent. I honestly hate the idea that I'm now 61. But I suppose that it beats the alternative.
 
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GomezAddams said:
We closed on the sale of our old house yesterday. We raised our kids there. I've put literal blood, sweat, and tears into that house over the 33 years we lived there. I know every pipe, wire, rafter, and joist of that house like the back of my hand. The wife and I have put in countless hours remodeling the house and landscaping. How do does one just walk away from that?

Well, it's not as hard as I thought it would be. By the time we had the last of our things moved to the new place, I was a little sad, but ready to move on. Maybe it was seeing the house empty. Maybe it was that we'd painted over the Elvis and Marilyn Monroe murals the kids had painted on the dining room doors. Maybe it was because we absolutely love the new house.

Anyway, despite the stress of moving 33 years of accumulated stuff, the wife and I can finally start to relax and enjoy our retirement.
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Congrats, I'm sure that was bittersweet. I'm a few years away from having to do that as well, or decide to stay. The task of going through and thinning out a basement full of crap and packing the rest is not one I'm looking forward to. Enjoy your new place and retirement! :thu:
 
smurfco said:
i need to do a lot of things but i have no motivation to do any of them, it all seems pointless...
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Sometimes it sure does. But sometimes I also think the point is to defy those who want me to feel that way. And to make my own choices. I am not trying to lecture or anything, and the helpless feelings are valid from a certain point of view. But I think also a trap. And dang if I don't enjoy a good cup of coffee, or strumming a chord on my guitar, or just petting the neighborhood cat or dog.
 
Also I planted some plants, too late in the season, without doing a good job of weeding or anything, and just let the automatic sprinklers do their thing, neglecting these plants and letting all sorts of things grow in around them. And all this still grew. And will be really good on some good sourdough with some balsamic and basil and maybe some Italian cheese of some kind.
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sunvalleylaw said:
Sometimes it sure does. But sometimes I also think the point is to defy those who want me to feel that way. And to make my own choices. I am not trying to lecture or anything, and the helpless feelings are valid from a certain point of view. But I think also a trap. And dang if I don't enjoy a good cup of coffee, or strumming a chord on my guitar, or just petting the neighborhood cat or dog.
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i'm finding it difficult to enjoy much of anything really... playing guitar is still fun and all but that's about it
 
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