Yesterday we closed on the sale of the house we’ve called home for several years. It’s a sprawling ranch; at least it sprawls when only two people live in it. And we’ve loved being here. Yet, we’re moving on.
With this in mind, my calendar has been reconstructed. We have sixty days from today to get our next home finished (It’s in the construction stage) and move into it. So instead of looking at days and dates, my life for the foreseeable future is about the number ’60.’ I’ve created a timeline to track what I should do on Day 4 or Day 12 or even Day 59; and it really doesn’t matter what day of the week it is. Ironically, Day 59 is Friday the 13th of November. Given the sale of our current house was a very difficult ordeal, I’m thinking there’s some irony is making sure we’recompletely moved on by that day.
So I really have a 59 day calendar. Not a problem.
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