I just spoke to my very darling hubby. He should be "out" of the office in the official sense in another hour with his vacation payout and official notice that he can be a retired annuitant living out of state in hand. One more hour and I'll be married to a SROF, not just a SOF!

He's already got work to do next week. The Fish and Game Commission pretty much threw a hissy fit when they found out that the DOJ didn't have someone lined up and trained to replace him on time. Besides, with him as a retired annuitant they can actually get more hours of work from him which they've been trying to get for years. He gets to make a slow transition to full time retirement and gets to practice just the type of law he loves. The client and he both win, but nothing like bureaucracy for leaving things until the last minute.

So, we're packing up the last of the stuff and heading out tomorrow. We making it a two-day trip to accommodate the storms in the Cascades and the highway construction. We should finally be snug together in our new house in time to celebrate our 20th Anniversary there.

*SROF = sexy retired old fart.