I only cried once today.

With the help of friends, we knocked out several dump runs, heavy lifting/moving and larger muscle projects. Our realtor stopped by to see progress and finalize paperwork for the official listing to post next week. Ahhhh, so wild!

I cried a little, added another 12 things to the list and cursed the heat and the rain; both of which seemed to enjoy the torturous conditions they are piling on. It is H.O.T. Pressure cooker, hot. But, after a couple of really (reeeeally) long days, the house is really coming together.

Am I sure I still want to sell? I mean, we are slowly turning this house into the home I fell in love with when we first bought it seven years ago. Am I sure full-time RV life (450 sq ft for two people and 2 dogs, yeeesh) is for us? The truth is, yes. It is for us. For now. We have been preparing for this move for almost a year. These last few (very tough) days feel like a final test. Work together, push hard and level up to the next chapter in our lives. What's on the next page? Travel places, see things, meet people, collect experiences, live life before it's too late.

We ended today with a much needed glass of wine and talked through priorities for the next two days. Paul, in so many words, asked that keep any additional tasks to myself. I smiled, agreed to the terms (and, made a note in my head of "maybe-I-can-dos") and headed to bed with a glimmer of light starting to show up at the end of a very very long tunnel.