This has been a big week.
The biggest event, of course, was meeting with my realtor and starting the process of getting the house in shape to maximize its sales potential.
I cannot overemphasize what a big step it was. Caesar may have crossed his Rubicon, but I did not realize the symbolism, of getting this house to the market. Parting with it is a certain sign that I am leaving. Playing Hamlet during the past six months ("to rent or not to rent") was merely an avoidance device.
I suspect that most of my friends still feel that my discussion of moving to Mexico is not going to occur. Publishing the blog convinced some. But getting the house ready for market has made believers out of others. When it sells, the Thomases shall cease doubting.
Coincidentally, another event happened this week: I received a letter informing me that I am eligible to receive my Air Force retirement pay in less than five months. I had already submitted my paper work. But the eligibility letter -- with an estimated payment amount -- made that part of my retirement a bit more tangible.
Any regrets on my part? None. At most, I am feeling excited about starting a new life.
If I am anxious about anything, it is all of the sorting I need to do before I can get on with selling the house. But my realtor is great. She will be a great asset in the next few months.
And it is now that I will rely upon my fellow bloggers and readers. Many of you have gone through this process. Your advice and support -- and especially warnings -- will be greatly appreciated.