The movers came and packed everything up on Monday morning. We cleaned and then left the house mid-afternoon. That was very stressful but went well. It was also all consuming, which was probably for the best. We did not even notice we were leaving the house for the last time when we drove away because we were too busy fighting about which direction to go in. Typical “us.” We decided to let the GPS make the final decision, and the damn thing chose T’s route. That was annoying. Consequently, the fact that we had left our home of 24 years for the last time did not hit me for about 20 miles. Truthfully, it was much easier that way.
We drove about 8 hours and stopped for the night in Staunton, Virginia at a Comfort Inn. Buddy was zonked on cat downers and was remarkably good.
The next day we stopped at a rest stop outside of Savanna and noticed that the Stella d'Ora day lilies were just about ready to bloom. I was so happy and then I remembered that I no longer have any flowers. Sigh. Hope the next few weeks are happily productive. It is a strange time. Still I am excited.
Oh yeah, the Florida house fell through. The realtor called us in tears two days before we left and she let us know Fannie Mae was canceling the sale because they couldn't get the deed in lieu of foreclosure from the previous owners. That means the previous owners still own it and Fannie Mae will have to go through the foreclosure process to get clear title to the house. It will take months and then they will have to open it up for offers again. They said we could bid on it when that happens, but obviously we are done. So we are going to have to start over. Unbelievable. We are in good humor, though, and are determined to make the best of this chaotic transition without losing our minds. There is no acceptable alternative.