Which means three weeks left in gainful employment for me.
This is a hard thing to get my head around. Still so much left to do. And I’m leaving at basically the worst possible time ever for my current boss.
We still don’t actually know where we’ll be living for those first few weeks but hey, who needs a roof over their heads right?
Not going to speculate much on politics directly here, but the current storm in Blighty makes me feel a bit less reticent to up sticks.
#1 Son was talking about how ‘I can’t wait to go to America’ today. Not sure if that is because:
- He gets his own room back
- Proximity to beach
- Prospect of actual snow (which for a five year old is amazing)
Or all of the above. Another meeting with the school on Monday. Not looking forward to that. Roll on July 15.
Is sometimes complicated.
I’ve said before that I thought that Kindergarten would be good for #1 Son – repeating Reception as he’s struggled.
Well today proved it. A very bad day today. I’m still terrified of the backlash from the move but am more convinced than ever that it’s the right thing.
To my audience at home: Never have children
I’ve set up the blog I’ve been muttering about.
With about 5.5 weeks left to go, I shall be endeavouring to catalogue our journey from U.K. to USA and everything in between and going forward.
Things so far achieved:
- House sale – pending completion
- Car sale – pending completion
- #1 Son withdrawn from school and final day sorted
- Handed in notice at work
There is still a lot to do. But as I am recovering from dental work, I think I shall head back to crocheting and post again later.