Another level of "things are getting real"

My husband, Henry, is a computer programmer, a math head.  He likes things to be predictable, at least to a certain degree. And abrupt change does not sit well in his khaki and loafer world.  So when his current client told him they would be ending the contract (after he informed them of his early retirement) on April 15th, he might have been a tiny bit panicked.  As of this afternoon, that is four more days of going in to work after a 30 plus year career.  I think the shock has mostly worn off for him, so now the recovery can begin.  I'm not sure how long that stage will last.

I, of course, am absolutely delighted!  This means he can help more in getting the house ready to sell, which will ease my stress level somewhat.  I've been on "11" for awhile now.  But last night, I actually slept until my alarm went off at 6:30am.  I don't remember the last time I wasn't up before that.

We are closing in on what we're bringing and what we're selling.  Now, if we could just figure out what to do with the kitty cat.  We can not bring her with us, though we seriously considered it.  It may have been possible but for the weeks away from the RV that we already have scheduled.  From July 22-29, we'll be on an Alaskan cruise.  And then from the 29th-August 5th we'll be chartering a monohull in Puget Sound.  We can not leave her alone in an RV for two straight weeks.  Then there's the issue of her personality. She's always been an outdoor/indoor cat, heavy emphasis on the outdoors. She loves to hunt and regularly brings us what I can only describe as decapitated gifts.  More than once, I have been startled by one of these presents. I'm sure she's confused by my lack of gratitude.  We'll think of something, I'm sure.  Things seem to work out just exactly the way they're supposed to.

In the next post, I'll share our summer plans and route across America (and parts of Canada) in our extreme RV adventure.

But back to the countdown.  Henry has four more days of work. The kids have about six more weeks of school.  We have about three and a half weeks until the estate sale.  It's starting to feel like this might actually happen!