The dogs wander out to sun themselves on the deck, and occasionally I'm drawn out as well by the sound of happy chickens, chattering about whatever chickens chat about.
Looking out over newly leafed and flowering trees, I'm suddenly reminded that this is likely the last time we will watch a Pacific Northwest winter slowly give way to spring. It makes me—not sad, exactly, but...wistful?—in much the same way I feel near the end of a really good book.
The planning for our Hawaii move has kicked up several notches. We have an actual timeline now, and are several steps closer to putting our belongings on a ship headed for Hilo.
The to-do list is daunting, but green check marks have appeared by the first few tasks.
- Get estimates for two 20-foot containers? Check.
- Schedule dogs and cats for vaccinations and boosters? Check.
- Assemble reams of veterinary paperwork as required by the state of Hawaii? Uh, half-a-check.
- Find homes for our much-loved hens? Half-a-check and a full broken-heart emoji.
- First Pfizer vaccination. Check.
- Google "used pickup trucks". Dozens of checks.
- Research portable generators. Check.
- Learn about installing solar panels. Half-a-check.
- Learn project management software? Hahaha! No check, ever.
It's fitting, then, that we're heading to a place that has one season, more or less, year round. And that we're no longer chasing jobs, but meaningful, gratifying work and...quietude.