Are we crazy?

Ok, feeling a bit nuts at the moment.  So much to do, but not sure what I can actually do right this moment.  So I'll sit down and type.  I hit a high point on Friday - "we're outta here, home free."  Yeah right.  Monday, reality hit me.  Weed-whacking at 3 pm, led to raking, led to an ant infestation, led to caulking a potential leak, led to emptying the hot tub, led to hurting my back, led to "o.m.g., it's 7 pm and we haven't even started dinner."  Irie did a great job of busying herself while I spent four hours doing tasks I didn't even know needed to be done when the day started.  Then we stayed up late getting the house cleaned for a showing.  (Ignore the back pain lugging full boxes upstairs to the garage. Thank god for motrin.) Please rent it!  

Realized last week that my brand new Mac laptop that I bought for the trip doesn't have a dvd burner. The video will quickly fill my hard drive if I don't have anywhere to burn it, so I order one.  A week later, I stop back into the store where I ordered it only to be told it's out of stock. "Excuse me? I have to come in here to find that out?  Ever hear of a phone?"  Customer service is so reliably bad across the spectrum, yet we continue to consume and spend.  Crazy.  See, now I'm ranting...

Oh yeah, and this: this morning I wake up to an email from flybe airline (I'll bet 99% of you have never heard of it before now) informing us that our flight has been switched from 7/15 at 7:30 am to 7/14 at 11 am.  Our ship gets in at 6 am on the 14th and we have no idea how long it will take to disembark, let alone get a cab to the airport.  I already have a hotel and rental car.  I click "I reject the flight change" and am then informed that I must call a number in England, on my (dwindling) dollar to work it out.  Well, at least I know it isn't just America.  So much for Stonehenge.

To look at this from another perspective, I have 3 more days of work and then I'm not working for 15 months!  How often can you say that?!?  I'm enjoying and reveling in all the things I love about where I live.  I'm going to miss the laid-back nature of the Northwest, our cabin, our co-op farm produce, and the beauty.  And, of course, our friends.  We have so many people here who love us, and it's been a transformative experience, this uprooting business, it kind of forces an acknowledgement of what was, what is, what will be.  Ah, the catharsis of getting out my thoughts.