Sunday, March 3, 2013
It began with staircases and parks and neighborhoods and house looking, and car looking , peeking into walled- in gardens and saying hello to neighborhood cats and avoiding unhappy looking neighborhood dogs.
I used to say if we could have afforded one of the homes in this particular neighborhood, I would not be so quick to leave, but that was before the phone call came ... you know the one .. a baby is coming.
In July. Good thing you are coming home.
So we walk and now I see the familiar sights and neighborhoods, smile and wave at familiar shop keepers and know that in a short time, we will leave here.
If we want to be exact about things, it will be in around 12 - 14 days from now.
There is so much to do that I try to think of what to do first, cannot figure out where to begin, so I go read a book, send an email, edit my photos.
I have become quite expert at Procrastination and Avoidance.
Someone else will pack for me.
This is both a treat and makes me uncomfortable.
I have finally figured out a way around the uncomfortable.
Everything ... E V E R T H I N G ..goes into Ziplock bags.
No one is touching my undies or nighties or anything else.
I know, like they care ... but I am used to packing my own belongings.
Not handing them over to some strange men.
Who might like them ... What ? you never heard of .... never mind.
I have to pack our suitcases.
The suitcases that we will live out of for the next few months.
This thought sends me to the computer to check fashions and helps me avoid doing anymore packing preparation.
I also have to buy a new suitcase.
I might manage to do that this week. Maybe even tomorrow.
After we get documents translated and signed and see the realtor and find out about airline tickets and ....
I have to go lie down.
This is exhausting.