I would say that I’m surprisingly relaxed about this whole retirement transition process. And yet, I’m finding my nerves a bit stretched this week. I am confident that Josh is the one for this job and that at the end of this process that he will have an offer and that we will be able to make plans for next year, but I can’t spring into action just yet.
I’m stuck in the middle. Either way, there’s a ton of work ahead of me, but I can’t do any of it because I don’t know where to put my efforts. My car will have to be sold. Will we be selling it to someone for 10 dirham with plans to buy it back from them in August or will we be selling it for 10,000 dirham and unloading it permanently? Do I need to give away the kids’ school uniform shirts or stock up for next year?
The pets are going to be boarded this summer. Will we be picking them up from the Falcon Hospital in August to bring them home to a place in the UAE or will Josh fly over solo to bring them back to the US as accompanied baggage?
I’m going to need to declutter. What I keep and what I toss depends on which country we’re making home next. I can look at rental properties and prices all I want, but until there is a job offer and acceptance, I’m stuck. It’s just like all those times of waiting for our next set of military orders. I know we’re moving, but I don’t know when or where. Maybe civilian life isn’t so different after all.