So, our entire lives are about to change. Quite dramatically. Very soon. As in changing countries. Pronto. A house to sell, a brief stint of single motherhood coming up, an aeroplane ride alone with four children, a period of transitional housing, a new home purchase (cross fingers), new schools to enrol in, new friends to be made. Holy chocolate fudge sundae with the works! (I am practicing using alternatives to usual expletive in interests of survival outside Australia.)
Oh, and the price of flying the dog would buy me a seat in business class. And costs more than the dog cost. Lucky we love her, alot!
As our family goes through these big transitions I am not to sure what is going to happen on this blog. In theory I should have plenty to write about. In reality I may be curled up in a fetal position sucking on a valium. So forgive me if I start to underwrite or worse, overwrite. Could go either way.
So, goodbye Sydney. Hola California.
Of course the actual contract has not been signed yet. In which case, back to life as we know it.
Postscript: We did it! And we survived the plane trip .... but only just.