Neeley gave our landlord sixty days notice today. Let the panic begin.
We started talking about this journey a couple years ago, picking locations, fantasizing about where to go, but not really seeing it as a real thing. Over the past year, it’s turned into something that is closer to real, but always on the horizon, not approaching. That all changed today.
We have a target of two months to get the last of our stuff together so we can begin a long journey, gear decisions, packing, storing, destinations, downsizing, and just a little bit of panic.
I expect the panic to turn to excitement in the near future, I just need to get through the first bit now.