The final moves...

Connie has celebrated her first week of retirement by supervising and executing the next step, excavation from the old beach house and dividing the household into our essential apartment life assets and putting the rest in storage. The first day, Monday, she got the piano and computer desk up all the stairs at both places. Tuesday and Wednesday involved getting the 10,000 pounds of family assets up to the Highway and waiting moving vans. I was home for that. The movers talked tough about not really needing to wait for the funky family winch to haul the stuff but after a couple of laps, I was enlisted to push the buttons up and down with much gratitude. In the midst of the move, our final repairs for the engineer's report were put together. The contractor replaced 2 back bedroom windows to allow fire "egress" and I found a middle school kid to crawl around in the aptly named crawl space to spread plastic underneath the house. This being retired is a lot of work. Sandlin connected us with a Seattle area realtor who has been bombing us with options for a first visit in early August. Until then, we'll just keep trying to settle in and explore the final step of my retirement. Will not be easy or soon, that's for sure.