It is Sunday morning at 3:07 am. We are now on 17 days before we leave this house and this piece of our life is gone forever. We will have nothing but pictures and memories of a part of our lives that became our idendity. This was the largest piece of land we ever owned. It is our fifth home and the second we custom built. It brought us back to Iowa and took us from neighborhood living an a 110 foot by 120 foot lot in the center of LaCrosse, WI to a property that is over 1/4 mile by 1/4 mile. There are places on this land that I have not been. When we took owenership in August of 2000, it was a raw piece of land and we made it ours. Now someone will do the same with what we have built.
Yesterday was the third big day in a row of making major progress. More stuff was moved out as the house continued to be emptied of everything we have from 35 years of living in our own places. Things that we got for our wedding 35 years ago are finding different homes with different people. Yesterday part of Kim's family took pieces and parts away to help us in the process of liquidating nearly everything. A woman bought two area rugs and a man bought my gas grill. Kim and I spend the second straight day burning pieces of wood and scrap many that had been in that shed since it was built in 2000. The first burnt hot and large for hours. Anything we could not burn went into the dumpster. After 15 man hours of work, we are to the point the rafters are empty and the shelves swept clean. In less than an hour more of taking things away, the shed, which held all the equipment needed to run this place, will be empty.
I continue to struggle with the process. Far too much emotion is running through my veins daily as I disassemble my world and watch it drive away with nothing more than a few dollars in my hands. Piece by piece my life is changing. I have told everyone who will listen. This has become a business deal. I shelve my emotions and focus on the task of selling everything. I will resurface on August 29th and sit down with a cup of coffee and say, "now what?" I will then make decisions on where to go with the rest of my life and begin a new and exciting chapter. We will talk through what we want in the next 1,5,20 years. We will plan for moving to Florida and our timing. We will make plans for exciting our jobs over the next year and begin to travel the world. We will choose the first place - France or Italy - and begin to research and plan our first day of retirement. Like so many things we do, it will be completely different than the mainstream. My first day or retirement, I will board a plane and say good bye for two months and live in France, Germany, or Italy and walk the streets of antient Europe and taste the life of nothing pressing on me - no meetings, no conference calls, not vineyard needing sprayed or trees to be cut down or planted. It will be a new life that we will live until we can't travel anymore and then we will land in Medellin and carve out another chapter.
I face another day of this process with excitement, fear, energy, and with little idea of where we will end up.