Phew, what a couple of weeks we have had. Items of furniture have been leaving the house one by one, but it is still so difficult to imagine that we are leaving the country in a couple of months.
Life has to pretty much carry on as normal in the meantime, so it is hard to picture what our lives might look like six months from now. It is strange to have a date on the calendar after which there is just a lot of empty space. A blank canvas on which we need to paint a brand new life. But looking around our cosy little house, our leafy back garden and the green open fields that stretch beyond it.. of course we keep wondering if we are doing the right thing. Jeremy really does seem to love his job at the council and over the past few weeks he has had time to really appreciate all the aspects of it that he will miss. I, on the other hand need to get a new life whether we stay here or move. I have been going slightly mad at times being at home with Dylan all day every day, despite the fact that he is the most joyous human bean anyone could ever wish to hang out with. I do crave some adult conversation and a chance to use my brain for a few hours a day and I think Dylan would relish the chance to stretch his social butterfly wings at nursery. In the US that cannot happen at least until the new year, because I have to submit my visa application on arrival and wait for at least three months before they issue me even a temporary work visa. Of course if we stayed in England I could probably get a job next week and get on with life, but where would be the adventure in that?
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