We had a week between my last day at work and flying back to Houston for the last time. Had a couple hundred things to do, get, pack or whatever. We got a slow start, with nothing but a three hour nap to show on that first Saturday, but that worked out since we spent much of Saturday night at Emergency with Chelsea and her friend. It kept building as our flight approached, with Thursday and especially Friday pretty frantic. We’ve never both been away from the house for more than a week and a half, so there was a lot to arrange and schedule. And we needed to pack for more than three weeks, covering hot in Houston, cold on the water, and everything between. Plus a load of boat stuff. Almost 150 pounds of checked bags, and easily another 75 pounds in carry on.
We’ve been in Houston for a couple days now. Even though we've been busy, our list is longer now than when we got here. We keep thinking of new things. We're north of Houston now picking up the dinghy and outboard we had delivered to Heather’s sister’s so we could get the sale prices (thanks guys!). We'll assemble the tender and try it out this afternoon.
To expedite our departure I’ve started another list of things that need to be done, but we can leave Houston without starting.
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