Kicked Out

My parents are in the process of selling the house I grew up in. (It is sad, but I have come to terms with it.) It is very strange to live in a house that is on the market. The first thing is that they redecorated a lot of it so that it is very bland. Everything is also very sparse in terms of furniture and pictures on the walls. It has to be kept perfectly clean, all the surfaces are cleared of everything so there is absolutely no clutter. Tonight there is a showing, so while my parents are at work I have been tidying away any reference of my being here and helping them out by vacuuming a bit. When the people go through, we have to be out of the house. Which would suck on a regular bases and be very disruptive but it great for me because it means that Mom and I are going to go out for dinner.