“Breathe in. Breathe out. Move on.” ~ Jimmy Buffett
It’s almost done. There have been times in the past few weeks when I’ve felt as if I was drowning in ‘stuff’, and there was so much more still to do. Restless nights were the order of the day. (That does sound a bit Irish, doesn’t it?)
I had to keep telling myself, “This too shall pass,” and of course it will. The removals guys have been fantastic, and have carefully packed all our belongings to be taken into storage for a while. Tomorrow the big van will arrive, and the house will be empty and ready for its next owner. Of course it doesn’t look like my home anymore, so I feel quite detached from it and have no regrets about leaving it.
We are now living just down the road in a very comfortable ground floor apartment. The thoughtful owner had left us a bottle of champagne in the fridge, a bowl of fruit, a box of cookies, and even a vase of flowers. Our temporary home has everything we need for now, and after tomorrow we’ll be able to relax and enjoy our last few weeks here at the beach.