49 days till I pull out of the parking garage in Seattle and head east to Quebec and the first meeting with the Breeze. I’ve kind of known there is a pile of work to do before I go but I’ve been in a bit of a fog since my dad died last month. But something about seeing “49 days” on my countdown clock woke my Project Manager brain up.
The upside of having a Project Manager brain is that I can create very detailed and highly organized task lists. The downside of having a Project Manager brain is that I can create task lists that scare the crap out of me. And that’s exactly what I did on the plane home from IAD to SeaTac.
I started with the question “What do I have to do to be car-ready for Breeze?” That gave me a short list of things like “figure out locking hitch (car end)” and “Bella oil change” and the “investigate a roof storage thingie,” something I’ve been considering for more storage of those weirdly shaped items (I’m looking at you, telescope tripod).
From there, it was an easy jump to what I need to be mobile: things like trailer insurance, a second cellular service with mifi device, a virtual mailbox, and a raft of other things. This was quickly followed by what I need to do to get ready for being a trailer owner: tools, insurance, watching YouTube videos about everything. I want to buy a wheel lock, a wheel leveler, and hey, what exactly is in that Bronze package I bought from Safari Condo? I think it has at least two essentials for trailer life: a fresh water hose and a pump-out hose, but as to what else is in there, I haven’t a clue. Time to read the list and pay attention to details
On the “bricks and sticks” front as the RV nomads say, my apartment lease is up end May. I will be on the road to and from Quebec from April 23 to May 23, so I’ll have to do most of the apartment cleanout before I go, including giving move-out notice, canceling the Internet service (and giving them back the rented modem), as well as packing up all the stuff I will put in Bella and Breeze for the #VagabondLife. And let’s not forget about selling the stuff I am not taking, which will bring in a few bucks and complete the downsizing work (at least until everything is in Bella and Breeze and I suddenly realize how much stuff I actually brought with me).
Finally, add to all that a social life: a weekend trip to catch up with an close friend, a wedding of two lovely friends in LA, and the first of hopefully not many SoCal visits to handle estate matters from my Dad’s passing. That removes 3 weekends away from prep time, and then there’s that pesky job thing takes up a lot of the Monday-Friday time.
49 days to go. Yikes!