Passed inspection, we pack the dog up

Well, we passed the house inspection. Our buddy Donny is going to do some dry-walling under the stairs that we got dinged on, and Blain replaced some rotten wooden piles that the inspector luckily spotted. They were baaad news. No wonder the house was sagging a bit.

Anyway, we packed up the car with half of our earthly posessions. The other half goes into the shed. A great arrangement and we are way thankful to Laura for this. It's weird, but it's now her house. We're spending the night for the last time. That's really weird after ten years.

You can see Capt. Grey Whisker was suspicious of his bed taking a trip without him, so he hopped in a little ahead of schedule. With all the weight, the car sagged about 5 inches. We hope our shocks are up to the task.

Got to talk today to the family. I think they are feeling the significance of this voyage more than we are. Same with our friends. I hope it hits us softly. Maybe after a couple of years.

Maybe because of all the planning and prep, this just seems like what we need to do to make it happen. Like, you gotta grab the shopping bags and car keys and wallet before you head to the grocery store. You just do those things. Granted selling almost everything you own is a bit more of a task, but it had to happen, so we just did it. A couple of meltdowns, but nothing more than any other stressful week. Weird. It just doesn't seem like a big deal, yet.

But man, it's on. We're off tomorrow after breakfast with Grant and Petra and a stop at Kevin and Jill's, and Peter and Tracie's. It's hard to say good bye, so we'll just leave it open-ended. Our stuff is here. Our friends are here. We'll be back. Anchorage anchored us for a while: It's now time for a new view. We are nervous, frazzled, thrilled, exhausted, and running on fumes. A road trip followed by a long sail. Yep. That sounds just about right.