1 October 2011 (and a summary of what happened next).
So, we have been without Internet for the past few days.
It’s just the way these things work. All
of a sudden Liam says “Well, that’s interesting.” Since I know how his brain
works and he NEVER says things like that in the tone he used, I started with
the question brigade and guess what he told me. We are moving to the Country
that’s shaped like a boot.
Now, in most circumstances, people who find out information
like this would be ECSTATIC, maybe even ELATED. I went crazy. “WHAT? WHAT? We can’t move to Italy.
We are going home to get our stuff in one place and you have to go to school
and I have clinicals and no, I’m not moving to Italy in August.”
Yes. Not one of my high points. But, I’m only human.
Then, a few days later, I started processing. There is
cheese. We can have babies safely. We can buy 220 electronics so when we move
back to Africa we will be prepared (suddenly Scar is singing in my head “BE
PREPARED”). We will be in one location for at least two years, but maybe three.
We are going to find an amazing fondue pot and pasta maker. And did I mention
the cheese (yes, I did. But, it’s silly expensive here). Butter. Olive oil.
Vacationing all over Europe for 2 years. Okay, I’m over it. Europe, ready or
not, here we come.
But, only for the cheese.
AND wine.
