Time for a quick check in. This is what a tiny log cabin looks like during the explosive sorting and packing phase of moving. The perpetual details seem to accumulate instead of diminish. How is that possible, with just 21 days until I depart for Croatia? I sold my car, leaving me hitching rides from my son and walking to meetings at coffee shops. My son drives off into independence and adulthood in 7 days. Yes, I cried a little today, when I caught a glimpse of him simply sitting on the couch. He looked so grown-up and ready to go. Am I ready? The tears say no, but yes I'm ready. The tears only last seconds and quickly turn to excitement for his future.
Tomorrow morning, garage sale!