Its a perfect day, nothing's standing in my way

So much to my dismay, we are in the process of selling our house at the moment. This house is the only home I can ever remember, we’ve lived here for nearly 19 years. And the other day I come home and my house is in the process of being packed away. There are boxes everywhere and every last bit of us (photos, books, homewards, artworks) has suddenly disappeared. I didn’t even get to say goodbye or take photos! My room is an empty shell of its former self, my wallpaper has been ripped off, my bookshelf stripped and removed, my desk emptied, my pictures and mirrors taken down…it now smells like paint and doesn’t feel like it belongs to me anymore. Now I come home from work and it doesn’t feel like home. I don’t feel comfortable in this house anymore. And the worst part is, the auction isn’t for another 2 and a half months :(