It was sunny today. We ran and worked and ate together. It's been seventeen years since we bought this house and the kids have moved on. For several years we have yearned for a next chapter. The part of our book that comes between kids at home and grand kids visiting. Fortunately, neither of our girls are in a hurry to give us grand kids. We have time.
During this past year living and working at home became taxing. What was at first novel later required active thinking to keep interesting. Movies and guitar and wine helped. Hiking and running helped too. Nothing filled the imminent void. The nest would become empty.
Last month while on a hike, after a late night of discussion and a decision to stay put, we crafted a plan. We would sell the house, buy an intermediate place, wait for the real estate market to cool, and explore our next living options while we wait. This felt good. Then we thought about waiting out the market far away. Perhaps in Santa Fe. This thought gave us enough enthusiasm to start the process. The next day I asked my boss for another work from home year. He said maybe.
Since then, we have priced out homes, found realtors for both ends of the deal, secured storage for the things we will keep, found a drop off for things we will donate, and formed a plan.
Tonight we purged two more rooms. Trash barrels are filling up. Donations are in the car - ready for drop off. Furniture is getting emptied out.
The next chapter lies ahead. The clutter of yesterday is being purged. We will eat together again tomorrow. Whether it be sunny or not.
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