Big Decisions

More questions than answers these days... With the big move from the US to Canada and then shortly thereafter, to an island in Portugal; I am losing pieces of my sanity and finding new knots in my back. Kevin and I both need to book a massage ASAP because its getting ridiculous. I noticed this morning that I can barely look down at my feet because my neck is so tight. Another strange side effect of my stress is how long my period is lasting (my apologies to the men who read my blog). It seems so cruel for Mother Nature to steal additional days per month since sexy time could really help me release some endorphins and destress a little. I am trying hard not to worry about Kevin (not related to sexy time, he's good in that department). He still has to go through ALLLLLL of his tools and decide what he can/will pack for the Pico move. He is also trying to decide whether he wants to sell his 1965 Mercedes 230sl (pictures attached 😉). Kevin is and always will be a car guy; IF he sells this vehicle, there is always a line-up of potential automotive replacements seductively calling his name. I learned, while we were dating, that I would have to accept being in 2nd place - cars/engines are his 1st love. Once the packing gets sorted, literally we have to list every item and its quantity whether its being shipped overseas or being driven to the Great White North 🇨🇦; we then have to secure all the transportation to get items to where they are going. We are so very lucky to have good friends like Ed & Andrea, and our son (Josh) and his girlfriend (Marissa), all willing to travel from Canada to South Carolina. Just to turn around and drive back, 900+ miles with all of our stuff, I've been referring to it as the Galvao Convoy 😅. I loosely say the word 'stuff' because its mostly Kevin's things. We sold our condo fully furnished and the majority of our household items (bed linens, towels, dishes etc.) is going in our crate to Portugal so the things left over that would go back to Canada are the thing's Kevin can't or won't part with. I didn't realize just how worried I was about the packing until right now. As I type I can feel my blood pressure climbing. It's a good thing my husband has decided to take the last two weeks of June off from work so he can focus on purging and categorizing. Odds are, I will still need to reel him in when he gets distracted, I must sound like I'm overreacting but if anyone out there knows my Kevin, you know how he is when there is an engine within a 50ft radius. As for me personally, I am working really hard to tie things up with the business, looking after customers, explaining our situation, and keeping the transition as smooth as possible for our vendors and our team. I swear most people are going to miss Zeus more than anything. The reaction I've been receiving is mostly congratulations, best wishes and concerns about where Zeus will be going 😂 Zeus is going wherever we go. We have every intention of bringing him with us to Portugal but I'm not going to lie; I am anxious to see what the Canadian Veterinarian has to say about his age coupled with airplane travel 🤞🏻. OH! and my healthy eating has gone to sh*t, I just finished a Big Mac (no pickles or onions) with a medium fry and medium coke (no ice). I haven't drank brown soda in half a year! I should feel really bad about this but I don't. If I can't get my endorphins through sexy time, there's always the golden arches ☝🏻.

Why not get some free advertising 🤪, here's Kevin's 230sl... serious inquiries only please:

And here's another pic of Zeus... this dog is so spoiled (and adored 🥰)

Final Note: I am supposed to renew my website next month (this website) and I am trying to decide if I should call it a day on this blog. I have thoroughly enjoyed it and I don't consider it difficult by any means (if anything, I'll have lots more adventures and beautiful photos to share when I move) but I don't want to become boring or redundant. I haven't made my final decision yet but if any one has an opinion they would like to share, I am all ears👂 or should I say, I'm all eyes 👀.