We’re not officially on our Big Lap just yet, but the wheels have definitely started turning. The house is empty, our worldly possessions are in storage (hopefully all in the same storage unit), and we’ve officially moved out. It feels strange, exciting, and slightly terrifying all at once — a bit like handing in your homework and realising you might have left your name off the top.
Our first stop was Woodman Point Discovery Caravan Park for a quick trial run — a week of “practice retirement,” if you will. The weather, naturally, didn’t get the memo and decided to test both our patience and waterproofing. To make things even more entertaining, my back decided to join the rebellion. Still, we got through it with a mix of stubbornness, hot tea, and the occasional groan.
We did have some lovely company though — Lincoln and Olivia dropped by for a visit, bringing sunshine and laughter (and reminding us that sitting still isn’t really our strong suit).
For now, we’re house- and dog-sitting for friends for a couple of weeks before we head off properly into the great outdoors until Christmas. The adventure has already begun, just at a slightly slower pace — and with fewer kilometres but plenty of wagging tails.