Retired JAN 15. Since then we have been emptying the house, making it ready to rent out, fixing all those little "round 2its" that never got done. Took all our canned food
to the boat yesterday, eating outta the fridge now, sitting on the bed
as the chairs are gone. We will be on the boat by the weekend but still have a punch list to work through so we will reverse commute for a couple of weeks.
It's been an odd and stressful time. The apartment has not felt like home in a long time anyway, now it's just weird and depressing. Kinda like watching an old cantankerous uncle slowly pass away, fighting the inevitable.
Then our new life will begin. In that new life we will have new experiences, new adventures, new friends. Wondering where we are when we wake up. It will all be new, strange. But that will be our new normal. We will adapt and living a nomads life will become routine, normal.
Thus it won't be normal until it's strange.