Hubby and I have decided that 2012 will be our final year in Texas (yes, we will come back occasionally!). Hubby has informed employer bosses that he would like to “retire” at the end of 2012. Plans are underway to hire, train and groom someone to replace him during 2012. So, it’s official, we can’t take it back…can’t change our minds. Not that we would want to! Our children have told us to “follow our dreams”. So, we will.
Currently, I am busy with the 2012 tax season, contacting my clients and informing them that I have moved office as I was asked to manage a different H & R Block office of tax professionals close by. I may like it, or I may hate managing people. We’ll see.
After the tax season is done, I will enter full swing into getting the house and all our possessions into move out/move away status. I had planned to do this last summer, but my mother was very ill and I spent much time in Seattle until her passing in August. A life passing away in a nice sized condo stuffed with treasures and furniture and silver and clothes collected over an 87 year lifetime prompted me to take a hard look at my own home and possessions. Do I really need this? Will any of my children ever want this? The answer for a few things was yes; the majority elicited the emphatic no answer.
I packed up some treasures and have left them in 2 consignments stores over the holidays. I hope they sell as I don’t really want them back. I have quite a few more boxes with other stuff that will be the basis for a garage sale later this winter before it gets hot. Our son has numerous large furniture items in the garage: these will also be up for sale. And a lot has made their way to the donation kiosks for Goodwill.
We haven’t decided yet if we will rent or sell the house. Any advice from my readers? Both my kids live here; they aren’t married yet. No grandkids. Still, I am nervous about not having a “pied a terre” in the old home state. Or at least somewhere I can keep my photos and treasures, and I would like a nice place to feel at home when I come back. I suppose I just can’t yet wrap my head around a home far away, even though I’ve done it before. I’ve just never done it permanently, without a plan to come back.
After hubby retires next winter, he plans to do 3 things: ride his bicycle every day, become certified as a personal trainer, and do the plastering and painting work on our poor walls that haven’t been painted for over 10 years. Texas has porous soil, and even though we have 20 foot steel piers sunk under our foundation, the walls still shift in odd places. The whole place needs a facelift. Hubby says he’d like to do it. Ok! I’ll do another tax season with H & R Block in early 2013 while he works and plays. I hope he learns how to cook me dinner.
Oh, yes, and our other plan is to spend summer 2013 in France. There! I’ve written and published it. I can’t back out now! Hubby wants to see the Tour de France. THEN I will get to move to Ecuador.