I've just signed the contract for the sale of the apartment my family and I have lived in for 25 years. I feel as if I should be feeling some deep and significant emotion but my main feeling so far is just relief that the process of selling is complete. It's been sold for a satisfactory price - not world-shattering, but a bit more than we were anticipating.
I now have 42 days before final settlement. That's 6 weeks to pack and sort and work out just how much I can take to my new apartment and what to do with the things I can't take. I imagine that over the next few weeks there'll be lots conflicting emotions - excitement at moving on to another stage of my life and some melancholy at all that I seem to be leaving behind.
A big day (and not only because today we have a new Prime Minister who's a woman).