Okay, I will admit it. I am a control freak who likes to plan things. But my entire life has been crazy from moving in a days notice as a child to having the Navy tell me I am supposed to be on a flight that left two hours ago to move across the country. As much as I love to plan, I have to just jump in with both feet to get the process really started.
Well, we are jumping. Tomorrow my husband is going to one appointment for his knee to see what they found, then heading to get his second letter from a doctor for medical school, then asking for time off work to drive up and see the "perfect boat" we found.
After a lot of research, we found the perfect time to sail down to Grenada is late October to early November.
This gives me 2-3 months to work with.
I have 2-3 months to finish a fence, sell everything we can part with, figure out how to organize a boat, make simple changes to the boat such as making sheets and fitting a comforter, selling/renting our house out, finding new homes for most if not all of our pets, get everyone's shots done, throw a birthday party, and say goodbye to some good friends.
Ugh. My head is swimming. On top off it all, I need to learn how to sail, figure out how to chart a course, and actually pray this boat is as perfect in reality as it is on the Internet. I have been researching organizing tips for small spaces like crazy and looking at how other families baby proof their boats. Oh, and I still need to order my son's curriculum.
Planning must be done. I need to make a big checklist and just start doing things.
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