Selling my house in an almost dead and static market. Houses, big ones, go for ridiculous prices at present and often do not even move on auctions. I got the price I had asked for last year this time. A lucky strike as it seems after more than one year of laughable offers.
Leaving a place I had painstakingly designed and furnished with the hope of a recovery from the first big downsizing 7 years back; 390 sq. metre with a huge pool then to 280 sq. metre and a quite small pool... after splitting up 3 years ago now my next move will be to ~ 60 sq. meter (a tiny cottage) will be about as small as it gets, save to rent a room only...
At least the cost is such that I'm not squeezed by those for ever rising utility bills and a mini pension that increases maybe just 10% of food and living expense increases.
So, yes, happy AND unhappy. Another dream bubble has burst and I'm almost out of tears.
Simply to fade away often seems an excellent final solution once no one is interested in your skills anymore rendering one useless, and ready for the trash heap.
Sorry for the rant,
Axélle
PS: the 'up side' ? I will not be alone