We have a date for the relocation of The Ravishing Mrs. TB.
This has been a bit of a longer decision making process than she (or I) likely imagined 8 months ago when we came out here for a house hunting tour. Part of that was due to the fact that she wanted to give her work as much notice as possible about her impending relocation. Another was the simple fact that she still has a life going on there, both with Na Clann and her own interests, that needs to be wound down. Third is that with her relocation and going to part time, it will change our finances and there was some sense in delaying that as long as we could.
Still, delaying something is not the same as letting it run on forever. Final details are still to be worked out, but sometime in the middle of January 2025 she will be here on a more or less permanent basis.
I say "more or less". Given the recent death of The Master Sergeant, it is quite likely (and we have discussed it) that she will be spending chunks of time at her mother's to help with various and sundry things. Fortunately the flight - the same flight I take to Old Home now - is only 1.5 hours total, so it is (relatively) convenient. And being part-time will mean that she has the ability to help her mother in a way that trying to fit it into a weekend visit will not allow (as I have found out myself).
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The relocation comes at an inflection point in our lives: for the first time in many years we find ourselves largely without the responsibility of children or a house (well, I mean there are still some financial obligations, but none of the making sure the children are fed and clothed or mowing the lawn). Somewhat remarkably, we have not been in this position since before the turn of the century, which is a long time to wake up all of a sudden and find that things are completely different.
What happens next? As God is my witness, I do not know. I have been consciously trying to minimize my commitments here beyond church and Iaijutsu to leave space for her arrival, whenever it happened - unlike New Home, I am trying to leave time to do things, not pack my calendar completely full. Undoubtedly there will be a certain amount of exploring to do, and reconsideration of all the things we have moved, and maybe a more permanent address for a bit. In a bizarre sense, the world is suddenly our oyster.
How remarkably odd to find out that an enforced relocation has resulted in all kinds of new beginnings.
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