Moving out of a 4 bedroom home my wife and I shared since '82, and into a "half the size" old house, (read: dreadful hut"), we bought 31 years ago and had rented.
This home I'm in becomes our daughter's, and she will do well by renting it out.
Since my wife passed in January, I really appreciate more the job she did keeping us in a beautiful clean home.
I intend to put up a more modern addition and use the existing structure as a 3 car garage, then unload it.
I have to use it as my primary residence for two years to get better tax treatment, but it will take that long to plan and build the new structure.
I do visit here, although I've been quiet, lurking.
Some days I think about what I need to do in the next 10 years, and other days I go to take a nap and am ambivalent about waking up.
I've been in the Twilight Zone for six months, though it is slacking off a little bit.
I'm very thankful I have a little angel of a Grand Daughter visit frequently, there's so much I want to teach her that she won't learn in school.
I'm in my seventh decade on Earth. I know things.