*After many years of saying they were going to, and half a year of actually trying, my parents are very close to selling our house in Plano. I guess a part of me just never thought that this would actually happen. (I'm pretty sure I've written about these feelings before, during one of their past periods of "we're gonna sell" tough talk, but I feel I oughta vent again.)

And yea, I guess part of me has to admit that it IS kinda too big for just two people and all, but it still doesn't make saying goodbye any easier. And granted I haven't lived in it continuously for an extended period of time since before college (like 5 years ago), part of me will still always think of it as "home." It's just one of those holdovers from your childhood that you have a hard time letting go of.

And it's kinda saddening to think about, cuz if my parents aren't there, I don't have a whole lotta reason to go back to Plano. A few friends there still, but... it would just be different- not so much "returning to my hometown" as "going to that place I used to live". And where would I even stay if I went back? Acchh, man, it's saddening just to think about. =/ I took a bunch of pictures of the house before I left, cuz I'm real sentimental like that. But yea, it was tough hopping into the car and pulling out of the driveway to go to the airport, realizing that I may have stepped foot for the last time in the house I called home for ~14 years. =(

And yea, my parents haven't really figured out what they're gonna do or where they're gonna go after they sell. I think their immediate plan is to live the nomadic life for awhile. (I personally think their most viable options are either moving back to Taiwan or moving closer to a golf course back in the Dallas area.) I think they're wanting to come out to Vegas and crash at my place for awhile, which is another headache in and of itself. >_< Ugghhh, I'll think about it when it happens.

**As of 7/29/07, I no longer have a home in Plano, TX. =*(