Moving to the next phase
Jul. 2nd, 2022 09:56 pmSusan and I completed our move to temporary lodging on June 30, which — with the work we’d already done — only required what amounted to 14 hours of labor from me. Seriously, I started at 7 in the morning and didn’t finish till after bedtime, and except for driving time I never got to rest for more than five minutes at a stretch. Moving our various possessions didn’t require nearly as much time/effort as getting them ready to move, which was a long, wearing slog. By the time I was done, I was so tired I had to have Susan massage my back (which happens only every couple of years, if that much) and my feet hurt so bad I could barely walk and genuinely looked crippled.
This time we’re on the third floor of the extended stay hotel, where last year we were not only on the ground floor but right next to an exit. It’s actually less difference than I would have expected; more time, using the elevator, but no more difficulty.
Susan wants to go ahead and move into our motorhome, even with her plan to teach for the first half of the coming Fall semester. We may wind up actually doing something like that, but it would require a lot of preparation and education first (there are still some things on the Navion that we haven’t completely learned how to operate). And she wants me to go ahead and retire, whereas I really do want to finish out five full years on my job; aside from my time in the Army Reserve, which by its nature was off-and-on, I believe this would be the longest I’ve ever worked a single job. Plus, as I think I already mentioned, it gives us time to stack away some extra savings before we try to live on retirement income alone.
Either way, we’re out of the apartment, and in probably the last place we’ll ever live before becoming actual nomads. Just that much farther down the road.