I received an email from Husband this morning in which the subject line was 'Blog.' I'm not sure what he meant; was it the imperative or a simple noun?
It's part of his morning routine to check out my blog and he gets a bit irritable if I don't provide him with some reading material. He knows I have tales to tell... like the one about my taxi driver who, during a traffic jam, peed into an empty water bottle; yes, really, and then threw the bottle out of the passenger window! Ewgh.
I am struggling at the moment. I am struggling with the not knowing... the what if we are going back? Will we get places in schools we'll be happy with? I AM trying to be calm and serene ("You ARE?" I hear Husband say. "Well, please try harder...") but I am failing quite spectacularly.
We should know soon. 'Soon?' It has been 'soon' for months. I've made myself furiously busy, running around so I don't have to think.
But I am thinking and when I think I worry.
So I'm not sure how often I will be posting here... in the coming days.
I just thought I should let you know.
