I paused yesterday morning as I was heading out the door on my way to work. It seemed like I was forgetting something.
“We must be getting closer,” I said to Gerry. “I don’t think I have any tasks to give you for today!”
We are, indeed, getting closer to retiring, relocating, and repatriating to Canada. Two weeks from today the movers will be loading our belongings into the moving truck. As you can tell by this photograph things are in a bit of an upheaval here, those days of feeling like we were living in a museum because of having to keep the house looking pristine for potential buyers are long gone.
The past few weeks have been hectic and stressful as we found and purchased a home, began organizing, coordinating, and preparing to move, all while taking into considering various cross-border implications. I have the utmost respect for the moving coordinator provided by my company for us when we moved here seven years ago–there are a lot of balls to keep in the air with any move, much less one to a different country.
We are doing the bulk of the packing ourselves and, while we’ve made good progress, there’s still a lot to be done before moving day. We don’t yet know when we’ll cross the border into Canada because we need to coincide our arrival with the moving truck’s crossing. The only thing we know for sure is that on February 18 we will be Canadian residents and homeowners again.
I am so looking forward to getting on the other side of this move and settling in to our new life. I’m dreaming of having time to write, cook, read, garden, sew, organize our new home, and get back into posting regularly here at A Slice of Life Writing.
I leave you today with a photograph of the flowers my husband gave me this week in honour of my birthday: fifty-five long-stemmed roses in honor of my double-nickels, retirement-eligible birthday!