Real estate agents have this thing about not wanting to photograph a house for sale until it's been prepped. Sometimes, when a house is half lived in, half being packed up AKA a tornado hit the inside?! ... they will go ahead and take pictures anyway.
28 of them, as a matter of fact. That you can make BIGGER.
Just for shits and grins, as they say, I entered my old address into the Google search engine: 3121 Prichard Drive, Lexington, KY. The very first thing that came up was a Zillow site that contains every single last photograph from approx. 3.5 years ago, when I finally was forced to sell (the second house I was forced to sell in less than a half dozen years, and isn't THAT something for a psychiatrist's couch?!).
It evoked so many memories for me - of living there, of things I own and where they're presently at - as well as a "good God almighty?! when did this happen?!! the place I swear to God! on a day to day basis, didn't look LIKE THAT! I swear, I swear!"
Go on, I know you want to ... and ask me anything you want to - like - that horrible orange-red in the bathroom? > inherited from the previous owners!