The house sold two weeks ago and we are kicking back in the King William historic district, a temporary aprtment in an old carriage house. Despite occasional and brief bouts of missing our wonderful house, we find ourselves saying things like "We'll never live in the 'burbs again!" and "Why didn't we move here sooner?!" But the day to hit the road approaches. We have about two more weeks here to get our affairs in order and then we're off for the open road with a load of furniture for a daughter in New England.
We don't really want to spend summertime in south Florida. It is beyond miserably hot and bug swarms turning the air black. But prices are low to get there and live there. And we would be on the boat in case of threats from hurricanes.
Looking ahead, we haven't really made up our minds when to leave New England, just kind of waiting to see how it works. I think that's just us practicing the attitude that the most dangerous thing on a boat is the calendar...
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