Today is Tuesday. I awoke yesterday vowing that I would get
back into the swing of everything. Exercise, blog, e-mailing—all those things I
have let go during these busy weeks. Well, Monday didn't go as I planned.
But Tuesday…
I'm finally gaining some traction. I got up and jogged. I
answered some old e-mails and composed a few new ones that were long overdue. I
had a meeting with Mr. to see where we were in our preparations to move back to
the US.
Which we will do one month from yesterday. Whew. Wow.
I will not start the count-down yet. (Maybe with the
beginning of December…) but in honor of the big change coming our way, here's
one thing I will miss, and one thing I won't, about living here:
I will miss the old cyclo guy who lives and works on our
street. (He sleeps in his 3-wheeled bicycle chair, so basically the street
where he works is his place of residence.)
I will not miss the sight of emotionally unstable
individuals heady with power (aka: the military) roaming the streets with
semi-automatic weapons.
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