On the tube heading home from what is likely to be the last time that I make the long journey back to mine from my dads place. Today I signed draft contracts in readiness for the final queries to be settled. Plus I am away on holiday next week and want this sale to go through.
As much as I am relieved that the sale is nearing completion it is still sad to say goodbye. Jut over 2 years to the day that we buried him and 18 months since the flat has been on the market. Nd boy has it been a long tough slog. So many hurdle along the way and yet I still just wish I'd taken more time when he was round to look after him, clean up the lat, get him support and generally a what time he had left on this planet just that little bit more comfortable.
I guess in truth it's regret that is making me sad.
