Tomorrow is Mat's last day at work. Well, the last day for the foreseeable future. Sort of.
That doesn't make a lot of sense at all, I realise, because of course he is going to go back to work in a couple of months, but we don't really know where. After over 11 years with his company, he's taking his long-service leave, and we're off to Vancouver on April 21 for 9 weeks. We're hoping to find a wonderful opportunity over there and stay for a few years.
April 21 just happens to be 13 days away. Take away one night in Sydney, and another night because we're leaving early on the 20th, and that's 11 days to finish packing up our house. 11 days to get one of the cars repaired (sigh) and sold (heavier-sigh). 11 days to get the roof of the house repaired, the ceiling in one room replaced, the carpet ripped up, the floor refinished, the walls washed, the house clean... OK, I'm a basket case.
BUT in 13 days, I'll be in Vancouver with my beautiful husband and my 4 terrific kids, and we'll be realising a dream we've had for 11 years together - and even longer individually. I'll be taking with me a jumper (sweater) I bought in 1990 in anticipation of this trip (it has shrunk a little! ;)
I suppose I won't be doing much blogging between now and then, but I'm looking forward to catching up with you here over the next few months. Won't it be great to see what happens?
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