Alife4sale.com - Ian Usher is selling his life: car, bike, jetski... as well as his house and everything inside. Buy it and he will walk away with only the clothes on his back

I have a great life.

I live in a nice house in a beautiful area of a fantastic city, in one of the most amazing countries in the world.

I have a car, a motorbike, a jet ski, spa, and much more. I live a great lifestyle; I go skydiving, snowboarding, diving, jet skiing, kite boarding. I have some great friends. I have a good job working with some wonderful people.

Take a look at the "Lifestyle" section to find out all about life in Perth, and have a look at the "House and Contents" section to see many pictures of the house, both inside and outside, and of the suburb too. Also take a look at "More Good Stuff" to see how nicely the house is set up, and some of the great equipment on offer here.

So why don't I want it anymore?

Well, my tale is a bit of a sad one, but I am not trying to sell you a sob story. I appreciate that many people have had to cope with much more than I have, and have had much more sadness in their lives. This is just my way of dealing with what has happened to me.

I met and married the best girl in the world. I loved her with all my heart, and she loved me back too. However, after over twelve years together and five years of fantastic married happiness, I was hit with a bolt from the blue.

I often think of the line from "The Sunscreen Song" by Baz Luhrmann, which goes, "The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 pm on some idle Tuesday."

Well, I was blindsided at about 11pm on a Wednesday evening by a shocking and awful discovery.

I now live alone in a house that was being built for us to live in together. I still have all of our furniture that we bought together in our previous home. I still have the car we owned. I am still surrounded by all the memorabilia of our years together.

And despite my life being busy and fulfilled, I still miss my wife so much. Everything in my home is a reminder of the wonderful past we shared.

So, after a year in this house I decided that it is time to sell it and move on. But what do I do with all of the furniture and other things I have here? I could sell it all one thing at a time in the local newspaper. I could send it all to auction. I could offer it to friends. I could put it all in storage.

But any option I can think of seems too time-consuming and emotionally draining, or doesn't fully address the issue. And so I have eventually come back to an idea my friend Bruce had many years ago.

We were in his house back in the days when we were racing a motorcycle sidecar outfit together. He worked as a motor vehicle sign writer, doing colourful graphics and stripes on cars and vans, and he was absolutely sick of it. "I'm going to sell my life," he said. "All of it - the house, the business, the lifestyle, everything."

I laughed. "I hope it's not some fat bastard that buys it. That'll slow the sidecar down a bit."

His plan was to advertise it in the Sunday newspapers - this was long before the internet was around - so publicity and advertising for his idea was going to be expensive. Like many good ideas, this one went no further at the time, but has obviously been sitting on a shelf somewhere in the back of my mind gathering dust.

And just the other day the dust and cobwebs were blown off that old idea, and I thought, "That's it! That's what I need to do. I'm going to sell my life!"

So now that I have been spurred into action by events in my life which have brought me to this point, I am pretty excited about the whole thing. I am looking forward to moving on, and shedding the past. I am excited about the future, and really having no idea where events might lead me. I love the adventurous nature of the project, and am excited about a new start.

Don't get me wrong. As I have said before, I lead a great life, and am very grateful for all that I have. I live in a beautiful city in a stunning country. I have the ocean, the city and the bush all within a half hour drive of my home. I have a great house in a lovely location, and I have some pretty exciting hobbies, and some great friends.

Why give it all up? Well, there are too many reminders here for me. Everything here is connected with that past life, and as cannot have that life anymore, then I don't want to hang on to it desperately. It's time to let it all go and move on to the next big adventure that life has to offer.

Or maybe, as a couple of friends have suggested, I am just having some sort of mid-life crisis!