Published by admin on 03 May 2013
After my mother in law died things began to move very quickly to get her house sold and all 45 years of her and her husband’s belongings out of the 4000 square foot home. It was awful. My eyelashes are falling out.
Before the house went on the market it had a cash offer from a couple who wanted to restore the home and not tear it down. We didn’t believe them, but Seth and his sister countered and they accepted the offer. It was shown 4 more times and got two more offers. The same day. The real estate market in Beverly Hills is intense. The couple officially has possession of the home now. I hope they like it. I know my in laws were very proud of it. I cried yesterday when I said goodbye to it.
Seth has spent the last month getting art to auction houses - some of which are overseas - consigning art to galleries, and splitting up art with his sister. The house was basically wall to wall art. His father was a collector. We still have more art to deal with. I am fucking sick of art.
There was also the matter of valuable antique furniture. Most of which is at auction now, some of the less valuable pieces were sold elsewhere. I insisted we take the not-valuable wing back chairs. And now our house is filled with tables. We have a table infestation.
The amount of stress selling a house and dividing its contents with a family member brings is incredible. When we cleaned my mother’s apartment out we did it so quickly and it was so small that it was like ripping off a little bandaid, this was like surgically adding a bandaid and then cutting it off your skin tiny piece by tiny piece. I have no idea how Seth is not snapping my head off with stress anger every minute but there were definitely mini-fights brought on by cleaning out the house stress. It’s a good way to test a marriage.
The amount of relief I have that I don’t have to talk about where to put a table or if I want a lamp or another duck or this thing or that book or this cup is incredible. For the record, in addition to a table infestation, we are also lousy with ducks. I think I just lost another eyelash.
We are spending the weekend in a fancy hotel, because we need to have room service and pool side service and I need a massage. Seth probably needs one to, but he hates them, so I’m getting his.