Telling people is so weird!

We had a bonfire party tonight on our 10 acre property, which is a short-term luxury. All of this space seems so greedy lately.  Everyone who came to the party knows what we're planning, and of course questions about it are inevitable. When are we leaving?  When is the goodbye party?  Are you still insane enough to do this?

Telling people about these plans always makes them seem more real.  I'll be the first to admit that I'm not really used to this idea yet.  It still seems far away, a dream.  But it's February. And all of our friends know about it.  And we have until August 1st to vacate our house. I've started and thrown out so many to do lists that I feel deranged and incompetent.  There is so little that can actually be done right now.  The stuff we can sell that's actually worth something we're going to be using until we hop on the boat. 

The other thing that's been happening is that in a group of people all talking about this, I find out that my husband and I don't really agree on everything.  A small example tonight - I'm all for renaming whatever boat we end up buying.  He says we're not doing that. Really? First I've heard of that! I'm not thinking it's a big deal if we follow the proper rituals and ceremonies. In fact, I think it sounds like fun.  On the one hand, I feel like we talk this issue to death. And on the other, there are still surprises around every corner.  We don't have this in our daily life here.  This is specific to boat discussions.  I'm going to "put a pin in" that thought for now and revisit it as things get hashed out.

Meanwhile, I am starting to realize that the number of bonfires we can have are severely limited.  I am feeling a sense of urgency to spend more time with these fabulous people.  They better come and visit!