Making myself homelss

As I've noted here before, saying that "Steve is a bit tightly wrapped" is like saying "there will be a Wednesday next week".  I am tightly wrapped.  I enjoy routine.  I like control.  I like to  be able to analyze and predict.  I like a degree of certainty.

Enter the house sale.

I am now the sole owner of a property in the South Side of Scranton, a property that I formerly owned with my mother.  It's a double house, and I currently live on the smaller of the two sides.  I've never planned on living here forever; in fact the details of my arrival here lurk in the bowels of this blog, so feel free to browse.  Regardless, and as the late John Lennon once observed...

"Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans"

...and life has gotten in the way of my tidy plans to deal with my housing situation.  This is all a fancy way of saying that I'm going to sell this house.

I've never sold a house before.

I've always known where I would be living.

After selling the house I will need a place to live.

For me, this is stressful stuff.  There are a number of ways this could work out, and I am working with professionals on all of this, so maybe it shouldn't be that stressful...but it is.  I could very well be going to Hell in a Bucket...

Welcome to my brave new world.