Address officially changed and forwarded, house under property management, most of our things sold and donated (even though I wouldn’t call most of our things “fine things,” someone should tell Rose’s mother it’s not so bad, and I don’t think I’ll have to work as a seamstress).
If I could re-do this move, I would have at least taken a few days off work to give us more time for packing and selling our things, but in the end we got everything done. Writing this from my mom’s house in New Hampshire, it still doesn’t feel quite real. Not like we aren’t going to be going back to our house in Delray, it feels more like a vacation. Since we did keep our house to rent, we will be back at some point, but who knows when that will be.
Time to hang out in Limbo for a while and let all this sink in.
Oh, and if you get the Titanic reference above, let me know in the comments!