Countdown: One More Week

A slight sense of urgency is felt in my gut. How will we get it all done in the next week? Movers arrive monday and we fly out on wednesday. Packing, documentation, charging our new walkie talkies, deciding which teaching materials and clothes to bring, and sharing hugs and final laughs with everyone. Fortunately, the boys spend creative hours inside with boxes and outside chasing each other and throwing dirt balls. They know that thing will be different in Costa Rica and they are excited about looking for new critters there. The new non-commuting Sally is sharing her energy with the boys while helping maintain balance within the household these days. I am still gathering curriculum materials, upgrading computer memory, contemplating the fate of my beer can collection, shopping car rentals in CR, and writing this blog.

Until a few days ago, I experienced the 'Oh my gosh, what are we doing' thought quickly followed by the 'Hey, we're committed now and its going to be a worthwhile adventure' response. Today, it could not feel more right. It is an opportunity that does not come around very often and lets run with it. For the past year, the major lights have been green, the children are becoming increasingly independent, and family and friends are providing tons of support. There have been many reality markers since making the decision to move: making the call to officially accept the position in Costa Rica, moving out the first truckload of furniture, signing the realtor contract, having an open house, signing the purchase agreement, our bedroom set being converted to a mattress on the floor, hearing an echo in the storage room, picnic tables gone, and in the morning, the closing on the sale of our house.  Signed M