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Take Off, Eh?

It’s finally here, Monday Nov. 29, 2010. It’s closing day and the house is ready to be turned over to the new owners. We’re doing lots of last minute stuff such as selling the ChevCav2002-3Cavalier at 8 a.m. (thanks Mark B, hope your daughter likes it!), the Jeep, stuffed with the bird’s big cage and the dogs’ carriers, is picked up to get shipped to Alberta, we’re getting the very last of the stuff out of the house and into the motorhome.

At 3:30, [the other guy] goes to the lawyer to pick up The Cheque and drop it immediately in the bank. When he comes back, we are going to try and make sure all is in its place and tucked away. The bird’s small cage is Velcro’d to the shelf above the passenger’s seat, the last of the laundry is dropped on the bed, we just need to get everything organized and battened down and ready for actual movement.

However, at 4:30, the new owner’s moving van shows up and they want to start unloading. Right now. [the other guy] comes back from the bank and we scramble to stuff the last bits in wherever we can. We still haven’t found a place to empty the black and grey tanks, there’s no fresh water in the main tank, the new owner (nice lady) arrives, apologizes for being too early but the somewhat surly movers are already at it so no sense making a huge deal of it.

We pull the motorhome out of the driveway and park it a bit further down the street. A few last minute good-byes to the neighbours (including our awesome, single neighbour Gail) and we take off, even if a little frazzled from the very quick and slightly too early exit.

But we are officially gone. On the road and heading west for a future unknown.

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The plan takes shape

Once upon a time, there lived a couple of middle aged guys, [this “other guy”, who has since fucked off] and Paul (me!), who were doing the daily, expected type stuff, working to pay the bills, the mortgage, a vague plan to somehow get to the end without too much hassle. They had a house in the suburbs, two great dogs, a bird and decent health even though the occasional aches and pains reminded them they were no longer youngsters.

And in case you were wondering, yes they were gay and had been together for nearly 15 years. Although this fact enters the story, it isn’t the primary point at all.

Life wasn’t really bad, in fact it was alright but it certainly wasn’t awesome. Working at jobs that had long lost any pretence of interest, they trudged along on a somewhat ho-hum road.

Although both had their own particular hobbies which could elevate them for a while, one gardening, the other baking bread, these seemed to still be unable to overcome the general sense that the wheels were spinning but there wasn’t really much movement. Time was marching on and things weren’t really changing a whole lot.

Then in early summer of 2010, [the other guy] was sent out to teach a new product (he represented a medical equipment manufacturer) to hospital staff on Vancouver Island in British Columbia for Read more…

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