The last item to leave.....

..... my mothers appartment, the shottish floor clock, she was so proud of. A man who has these clocks for a hobby bought it, very, very cheap, but I didn't have any space for it. The money I put in my pocket, where I also lost them. A stupid place to put them, together with the keys for the building, since I opened the main door in the building multiple times, while I emptied the appartment for the last time. According to my Fitbit I walked the stairs 77 times. Since the midle of march I have spend almost 150 hours here. Becide this, many hours together with Mattis and Julian. Julian also helped me today. It was a strange and sad feeling leaving the appartment for the last time. Next week the cleaners and the photographer will come. Through all the hours I have spend here the last weeks, I have listene to NRK P1 +, my mothers favorite radio channel.