I have this feeling that I'm waiting for something, but I'm not sure exactly what it is. Probably it's the start of the moving process ... which right now is a huge looming cloud just far enough off that I can't quite start on the project, except for the occasional sorting of a drawer of papers or stack of clothing.
Thankfully I'm pretty close to my pre-prego size already, so the clothing sorting can commence. Even better, a friend just emailed me that she's moving to Africa (from Copenhagen) - and since we're about the same size, would I be interested in her winter wardrobe, seeing as how mine is woefully out of date (the last time I wore winter work clothing was 2005, before grad school!). It's like a personal consignment store coming my way next fall.
But, back to waiting. Moving leaves one very unsettled. Where will we live? Will there be other kids near by for our boys to play with - and even if they are close, will our kids like those kids? How much should we expect to spend on furniture? After all, we left a two bedroom condo with an 18 month old ... and will need a four bedroom house for five of us plus a nanny. Will we like our new jobs and the people we'll work with? We'll need to find a church. We'll need to figure out how to keep the boys entertained over the summer so they don't resent being in the "new city." And figure out a bunch of other things, too.
Our last four months will go quickly. My work schedule was just sorted out this week, thankfully. Greg's PRK surgery went well. The last three weekend trips are booked. Wm's school finishes up March 15; Patch won't make the end of his semester, sadly. Ian will get his six month vaccines. Dentist appointments for the two big boys scheduled for two weeks before we go.
I'm thinking about leaving a lot, I know, because one good friend just left yesterday. We'll overlap in DC (us for our assignment, her for training), but she arrived in Manila just after we did. And another friend who arrived just before we did has only four weeks left. So, our "cohort" is heading on ... and starting to say good bye to others makes me think about us saying our own good byes soon.
Most nights I tell the boys stories about Mailliw, Kcirtap, and their baby brother Super Nai. (Super Nai has super powers) Before I knew it, tonight's story involved Mailliw and Kcirtap having to sort their toys for what goes in the airplane and what goes on the slow boat. (rest of the story: boat gets lost and Super Nai has to fly all over the Pacific to catch it (in Fiji) and put it back on track)
I made myself a milkshake tonight, thinking perhaps that would calm me down. It worked, kind of. Tomorrow I'll try hot chocolate, even though its 90 degrees out during the day.
Thankfully I'm pretty close to my pre-prego size already, so the clothing sorting can commence. Even better, a friend just emailed me that she's moving to Africa (from Copenhagen) - and since we're about the same size, would I be interested in her winter wardrobe, seeing as how mine is woefully out of date (the last time I wore winter work clothing was 2005, before grad school!). It's like a personal consignment store coming my way next fall.
But, back to waiting. Moving leaves one very unsettled. Where will we live? Will there be other kids near by for our boys to play with - and even if they are close, will our kids like those kids? How much should we expect to spend on furniture? After all, we left a two bedroom condo with an 18 month old ... and will need a four bedroom house for five of us plus a nanny. Will we like our new jobs and the people we'll work with? We'll need to find a church. We'll need to figure out how to keep the boys entertained over the summer so they don't resent being in the "new city." And figure out a bunch of other things, too.
Our last four months will go quickly. My work schedule was just sorted out this week, thankfully. Greg's PRK surgery went well. The last three weekend trips are booked. Wm's school finishes up March 15; Patch won't make the end of his semester, sadly. Ian will get his six month vaccines. Dentist appointments for the two big boys scheduled for two weeks before we go.
I'm thinking about leaving a lot, I know, because one good friend just left yesterday. We'll overlap in DC (us for our assignment, her for training), but she arrived in Manila just after we did. And another friend who arrived just before we did has only four weeks left. So, our "cohort" is heading on ... and starting to say good bye to others makes me think about us saying our own good byes soon.
Most nights I tell the boys stories about Mailliw, Kcirtap, and their baby brother Super Nai. (Super Nai has super powers) Before I knew it, tonight's story involved Mailliw and Kcirtap having to sort their toys for what goes in the airplane and what goes on the slow boat. (rest of the story: boat gets lost and Super Nai has to fly all over the Pacific to catch it (in Fiji) and put it back on track)
I made myself a milkshake tonight, thinking perhaps that would calm me down. It worked, kind of. Tomorrow I'll try hot chocolate, even though its 90 degrees out during the day.
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I believe you have entered STL. No, not St. Louis, it is Short-Timers Limbo.
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