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I’ve been feeling really torn lately. I seem to have fallen into this “busy, busy, gotta go, no time” trap that so many people around me are also caught up in, and I don’t like it. There’s such a fine balance between being busy and fulfilled, and being busy and overwhelmed. I don’t like that Read more
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It’s autumn in America. Read more
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We survived another Texas summer. This last week was so hot, but tomorrow, Canada’s sending down a cold front, and the temperature will dip below 18C/65F for the first time since April. Oh, Austin, we cannot wait! It’s been over a year since we moved back here, and it seems that the name of my Read more
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Spring has finally sprung in England. It is May, after all, so it’s about bloody time. Being used to perpetual spring, or at least spring starting in February for the last 8 years, these last 6 months of never-ending winter have been absolutely horrendous. But now England is starting to put on her ballgown at Read more
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We’ve been back in the UK for almost nine months now. That is, the girls and I have – S is still super-commuting, spending a few weeks here with us, then heading back to Austin for the next few. It’s not amazingly great for the family dynamics, but we’ve kind of got used to it, Read more
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It’s Thanksgiving, and I’ve only just realised that this is not something that is really part of my life any longer. For the first time in eight years I’m not on American soil. Rather, I’m at a loss. Obviously, nobody celebrates Thanksgiving here in England, why would they? (Why Black Friday is a thing here… Read more
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I’m sitting under a huge tree in the morning sun, bees buzzing in the lavender bushes around me, the cicadas still somewhat muted, although I can hear a faint noise that will soon swell to deafening proportions. The cottage and its inhabitants are still asleep except for the chatter of two excited little girls, who Read more
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Wow, we’re really doing it. It is with very mixed feelings that we’re saying goodbye to America tomorrow. Time to get on that return flight we never took when we landed in this country over seven years ago. It feels right to go back to Europe – after all, that is what we had planned Read more
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After several months of preparation, I finally embarked on my flight across the pond with our two pets, our almost 5 year old black cat, and our just over a year old Irish Setter. It’s a long story, but bear with me. I haven’t written anything about the process, as I thought it might be Read more
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It has begun, our last chapter in the US. Our flights are booked, a shipment date is set, the ball is rolling. It’s a very strange feeling, slightly surreal, and while my overriding belief is that we’re doing the right thing, I wake up some days and doubt every single decision that I’ve ever made. Read more
