Moving on

 On to the boat where I hope I can study, and only have a tiny bit of housework. Not a flash boat club, but bathrooms and laundry, and food and drinks at the club after work, should work out.
It's happening, packing up the rental house, and moving all our stuff into storage. Our place in another state sold, so it's time to live aboard and save save save.
The packing is always the worst part of a move for me, but I choose to move. I've been waiting for this move for so long, when it wasn't possible, and our poor boat was turning into a reef, at the marina $$$$. Then when it was possible and should have happened, again, again. Now we are moving and trying to get the boat ready for living on.


So packing and getting a kayak, because being fat and unfit and having a chronic disease, and I feel like I'm just finishing a little bout of Ross River from the cold I've had for weeks, is a very sound plan. I know right, what could go wrong?
These triumphs and disasters to follow.