Saying goodbye to our car

It’s with – quite surprising – joy and ease that we started to sort things out. Both in the material and in the mental way. The kids let go of a lot of their toys and put them out on the street, where people walking by eagerly pick them up. Meanwhile, Marian and I cancel all sorts of contracts and insurances, declutter the attic and the basement, and drive to the disposal centre with car loads of waste. 
 
Speaking of our car... This evening, I got home from an event just in time to see our car being driven away by a nice guy who bought it some minutes before. This was the moment for me and Lou to get emotional. I can’t believe that we do not have our VW Passat anymore! She has been such a dear and faithful companion for the last seven years. I still remember driving to the car dealer in Winterthur and sitting in the brand new car for the first time, me with a big belly, pregnant with our daughter. It is odd how you can develop feelings for an automobile! Bye bye, my friend! I always enjoyed driving around with you and now wish you the best of luck with your new owner!