Lots of yardwork this morning, followed by errands. Hooray for Saturdays! I don’t think anything we did this weekend furthered our plans, except where making our house beautiful helps, but not everything can. I’m not being intentionally vague about our plans. They’re just still very plan-y plans. Long-term. Here’s the gist: we want to move. Away. Far away. Like to Europe. It wouldn’t be permanent (probably), but we’ve realized we don’t need that much stuff, and we don’t like doing what we’re doing (9-5 jobs we don’t really care about, not enough free time, looking forward too much to weekends that are too short). We’ve realized this over and over through the years, but recently we decided to do something about it. Why wait? What have we got to lose?
There are a TON of things that we need to do first, the biggest of which are selling the house and finding the right kind of jobs (like the telecommuting kind). The dogs are the other complication. They could go with us, but Roxy’s health problems make that difficult. Not impossible, just difficult. We have a long, long, LONG list of stuff to find out, stuff to do, stuff to figure out, and we’re working through all those things. We just haven’t put a real timeline together yet. Are we trying to go in a year? This year? We still have to figure a few things out before we can tell. We’re working on it, it’s just sometimes a little frustrating that we can’t drop everything and go now.
Wombat Central
Oh, that sounds very exciting! Room for me in a suitcase? 🙂
Zannah
Of course!