Went to the house today as I needed to pick up some post (parcels). Two estate agents came round to value the house too.
They both commented on what a lovely house it was. That made the whole thing worse!
I didn't enjoy them being there, nice as they were. It was horrible actually.
I then did a few things, watered the plants outside, and watched some TV and then some Family Guy on catch-up. Then I left for my parents' house.
I texted my W this evening to say she could put the alarm back on remotely. She asked how it went:
Me - "They valued it at £x. Said it was in fantastic condition. It wasn't nice hearing them talking about selling it though. I then just had some time ot myself in the house, watched some TV, then came back to my parents."
W - "OK, more than we thought. I know, it's not nice thinking about it. I still feel complicated about losing the house. Thanks for doing all that though. Enjoy the sunshine."
Haven't texted back.
[In the UK it's 32 degrees this weekend. My W is on holiday in Portugal where it's the same temperature.]
Me - 36, W - 32 No kids T - 8 yr, M - 3 yr Discovery - 14 May 2019 S - 25 May 2019 & D bomb - 29 July 2019 D & House sale final - Feb 2020