Between packing and getting the house ready for our new tenants, I feel like we're right where we should be with eighteen days to go. All of our belongings go into piles: Donate/Trash, Storage, Coming to Australia.
On Friday, we saw a show at Red Rocks with our friends Peyton and Dean. While it was initially hard to leave our packing and all the progress we'd been making around the house, getting out of town for a night was so good for us and we had an awesome time. We went out to dinner, went to the show, drank good beer and spent the night in Denver.
Glen and me at Red Rocks (for the last time)!
The next morning, we went to the airport to pick up Kenz. She and Glen are driving the Jeep to Boston later this week, and she is spending the next few days going through her belongings and putting them into piles: Donate/Trash, Storage, Going to Boston. I wonder what it's like to clean out your childhood room at 22 years old, considering that at the age of 38 my old bedroom in Long Island is almost exactly as I left it. But Kenz has been a trooper as usual and it's so nice to have her home....which gets me thinking about the things I will miss.
Somehow, in the excitement of heading to Australia, I have moments where I forget that this all means I'll no longer be in Colorado. I think of all the great things that I'll miss in Breckenridge...and of course, I think of my friends and family. On Wednesday, I'm going to New York to see my parents, sisters, nieces and brother in law to say good bye. This will, without a doubt, be the hardest part of leaving. Between skype, email and texting, the world is a very small place these days...at least, that's what people say.
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