My company still has not given me an answer on my request to work remotely this winter. I think it is a 50/50 proposition, so I have been spending some time thinking about Plan B. Just retiring is one option, but it would be financially painful. Finding another job would be feasible but difficult. Putting Patience into storage and our 3-year plan om hiatus is probably the best option, despite the difficulties. One difficulty: we would have to learn how to winterize the RV. We would probably pay someone to teach us. Another problem: finding short-term housing that will take a dog. The best bet there is a summer place that someone is looking to rent for the winter. The advantage of those places is that they are usually in scenic locales (think beach) and are furnished. And we may lose our $800 deposit in Florida. So, as little as either Jett or I like the thought of spending another winter in Massachusetts, it could happen.
The other excruciating wait is for Cha-Cha. We have scheduled the day to put him down: next Tuesday. Now every day there is a “last”. Last night was his last Tuesday night on Earth. I just bought a bag of dog food which will provide his last meal. You get the idea. I am glad he doesn’t know that the day of his death is set; that knowledge is a burden.
Needless to say, I will miss him terribly. I expect I will bawl like a baby when I leave the vet’s office without him.