Down to the Wire

Yes, it's crunch time, people.

We have much to do before our heads hit the pillows in our rolling home tonight. But, so far, so good. 

The POD is packing quite nicely, if you don't count the nasty stares by HOA board members as they pass by. And, the piles for Salvation Army and 1-800-Got-Junk, who will both be passing by tomorrow, are manageable. Though it all still feels a little surreal, we're confident we will get it done tonight. We can only hope that we can wrap it all up at a reasonable hour. 

For having so much work to do today we sure had a busy social calendar. We had brunch with friends and said so long to one of our party hosts before she hopped in her taxi for the airport. An old friend and her daughter stopped by this afternoon to take some things off our hands and help out. But, we're down to the point where, as Boris says, everything we touch involves us having to make a decision. So, that made it a little tough to delegate.

The extra special treat in our day was an phone call from Gordon (aka da Godfadda) and Juanita. Having traveled this path more than three years ago, they know how these last days feel. We so appreciated their call of encouragement. We made a virtual date to enjoy a celebratory toast to our independence on Tuesday. We so look forward to seeing them live and in person in Port Orford in a couple of weeks to continue the celebration.

Time's a wasting, so I'll close. More to come.