rounding third and heading...

We are literally and figuratively wrapping things up here in Sweden. We fly out next Thursday for the new world, as somebody else put it. The end has taken so long yet come so fast. Mon's last official week of work was last week. She has a week of vacation this week and we're starting to pack. The slow parade of good-byes has started. Again.

Said good-bye to our car last night. Man, this is a tough market to sell a used car. People want to pay little and expect a new Volvo when they show up. In the essence of time we let our Renault go for a measly amount of money, to the 4th buyer who looked at it, for less than half of what we paid for it. Unbelievable. It is what it is, a buyer's market. We're hoping to reap a little benefit from that when we head back, getting the best deals we can on housing and vehicle(s). We hope the nice Syrian family enjoys our car. It's been good to us.

People keep asking how we are feeling about moving. More thoughts on this in a later post. For now I'll say I'm not good at articulating good-byes. The thoughts and feelings are usually squeezed in between tasks for getting ready to go. It's usually after we get somewhere else that the reflection begins. For now they are padded in bubble wrap and tucked away in a blue Swedish prepaid postal shipping box.