Updated: Jun 10
These past few months have been a whirlwind.
The amount of things that needed to be done was sometimes overwhelming, but I paid attention to one thing at a time, to do them well before I start on the next. I managed to sell off most of the things I wanted to, work on the final fixes and tweaks for the van (hello roof box, solar and leaking water tank!) and I moved.
The last few things are lingering, and I decided once again to move my departure date to next week, the second week of May 2022, to have one last weekend at home.
The best thing about deadlines we set for ourselves and no one else is that we can decide to move them as and when new developments and situations arise. There is no committee, and there is nothing to prove. Today was supposed to be my second attempt. Like they say, third time's a charm.
No hard dates this time, just one day next week. Til then.