My exit leaves the department with about 2.5 FTEs open (or about 15%). Another person is out on short-term disability, one beyond that is scheduling a disability leave next month, and yet another is counting days to retirement.
Thirty percent understaffed, with no current candidates. Ouch. Much as some like overtime, there comes a point when it's just too much.
Things at home are wrapping up too. I've been sorting things for junk/donate/sell; starting with clothing. I'm up to two laundry baskets full of stuff to be donated, mostly shirts that I don't wear anymore. I've started listing the bigger stuff on craigslist - my kayak, golf clubs, and the like.
There remains a VERY long list of things to do in the next [mumble]. Packing. Dumpster. Cleaning. Selling.