The house is sold. We have less than thirty days to clear out, which considering we are moving into our motor home, means to get rid of everything.
It’s a year ahead of schedule, I admit, but given the hot real estate market, I agreed to list the house for a month and see if we could cash in.
Now to panic.
Except getting rid of mortgage, boxes of surplus stuff, and those bits and pieces we inherited that never really fit in, feels really good. We feel like we’ve lost a ton of weight.
Besides which, with my illness (ME/CFS), I needed a house cleaner and home help just to keep the household running. I can manage four hundred square feet on my own.
We’ve traded it all for fresh air, early morning bird calls, and ever-changing scenery.
Never in my wildest dreams could I have foreseen this life for me. That’s why we’ve named our new home: Hoo Gnu.
Writer, avid reader, former educator, and proud grandmother, currently experiencing life through the lens of ME/CFS. Words are, and always have been, a lifeline. Some of the best adventures, I'm discovering, take place in the imagination.