Moving back Home

Today for the first time it dawned on me that not all our belongings will go back with us. I knew that of course, but I think deep down I secretly hoped for a way to take everything with. Sometimes you just want to grab everything and hold it near your heart and never let go. Sometimes you feel that only you have to do the letting go part, while it seems that others do not have to make the same sacrifices. Not true of course, but it is maybe just human nature shouting very loud in these stressful times.

Now, I had the VERY stressful task of deciding what to leave behind. I tossed it about in my mind a thousand times. I ticked off lists in my mind, I even let my coffee go cold on me, but actually did not achieve much today. I did not do a thing. I took a midday nap. Jip, that helped a bit. I then had a hot cup of coffee and then decided to get in the car and just drive. Unfortunately I ended up in a traffic jam. But I could get the dark clouds out of my mind by merrily driving along with thousands of other drivers on the Emirates Road on my way back to Arabian Ranches where our villa is located.

Lots were done already. My Jeep was sold for a good price. The dog was given to a lovely couple ( we could not take her with us). The school knows that I am leaving, all the paperwork is done. I got a few quotes for the move and did a pretty good job if I must say so myself. The wishlist Gideon and me created, was ticked off item by item in an orderly fashion. ;-) (We made a wishlist about 4 months ago, writing down things we would like/love to buy before we leave) We also had to cross out a few things that were really wishful thinking!!!!!!. ( Those were actually my things ;-) )

Tonight I decided to catch up on my blogging while Gideon and David went to the Santana Show here in Dubai at Dubai Festival City. He texted me an hour ago telling me how wonderful the music was. I think he is in 7th heaven for sure.

Well, I have about 27 days left before I stop working at the school. I then can throw temper tantrums between the boxes and things to pack. But for now, I think I need to go to bed and rest.