For those of you who wish I would just get on with this darn trip and be done with it, well, this post is for you. This is my last night in this house. It really is hard for me to believe. After 16 years and a lot of memories, and most all of them good, I’m finally leaving this behind. It seems a little sad and a little exciting all at the same time.
It’s been a long row to hoe, but within the next hour, my possessions will basically be down to what I can carry. (Not counting what I have put into storage). So, now, finally I can turn my focus toward my trip and begin packing in earnest. I truly hope that whoever lives here next is as happy as I was in this house and that they will pay me a LOT of rent.
Also, there are some things in this house I hope they can figure out. For instance for the last 16 years a light over the kitchen counter goes on and off at will. My friend Jill says it has epilepsy. Like I said, it has done it for 16 years and it is finally starting to get to me. I even had it replaced recently, and it is still doing it, and it is freaking me out. I would also love to know who the person on the Harley Davidson that drives down my street in the early morning and gives it that big Harley sound going down the hill.
I could go on and on. But I think I will quietly go out for dinner this evening with some friends from Microsoft, sleep on a futon tonight, get the carpet cleaned tomorrow, and check into a plush hotel, and then sleep for three days. That would probably work out pretty well anyway since I think Sydney is about 3 days ahead of us time wise….