This week we got a series of bids for our house. All from the same buyer and all bids were declined.

The distance between what we would accept and what was offered made it clear we could not reach an agreement.

Days later I’m wondering if we did the right choice. I can’t stop thinking “what if”.

There is so much to do when you’re selling a house and moving.

My task list in Things are super long.

What do I need to do today?



The date was 31.12.2022. The location was the house me and my wife had lived in for last 10 years. The topic was “what do we want to accomplish for 2023?”.

It was almost morning the next day when we went to bed. Both pleased with the discussion and the outcome of it. I remember waking up thinking “do we really want to do this?”.

As my wife joined me for a morning coffee, it seemed she thought the same.

“Are we doing this?”.

Fast forward to January 2024 and we have packed or gotten rid of most of the things in our house.

I think back to that last night of 2022, when my wife asked me what I thought of moving to a new place, “in the future”. “I’ve thought about that for a long time” I replied.

I did not expect to be where we are now, moving into a new house in around six weeks time. But I’m very happy that we are.

Not feeling well today. Didn’t sleep much last night either.

Never fun to be on vacation and get sick.

Good thing I brought my Switch.


I’m writing this on a plane on my way to a much needed vacation.

Working on selling our house, while having bought a new house, there has not been room for much else lately.

I’ve so far read a book and gone through 400 rss posts on the plane.

Feels good to do something else.


My youngest decided to not sleep last night. It was not something me and my wife appreciated.

I’m now on my third cup of coffee, of what will surely be a long day.