Relative Something

The weekend is over and the date has passed when Cyndie was to give an answer on the job offer she received. There are still some issues to be worked out before a contract is signed, but she has given notice that it is her intent to accept. I will announce the position when it becomes official.

It is official enough for me. On Sunday, she was cleaning out her closet to figure out what goes and what stays. By evening, she was sorting the silverware to find a set to take. The garden has been fully harvested. It feels like she is getting deployed. It is an interesting step in our dream to move us toward living on a small horse farm, but we still envision it as just that: a step toward our dream.

I think I may have more time to write. And, I think I may have less time to write. It isn’t clear what life will be like for me in the house all alone. I’m looking forward to exploring to find out. Obviously, I’ll have a story to tell.