Four weeks and counting

We somehow decided that, not only did we want to move, but travel to SE Asia and Japan as well--and had, at the time, four months to plan the whole event. Time flew by as it always does, and now one of us alternates between freaking out and being completely calm and assured at the whole idea of redoing the kitchen, painting, getting rid of stuff, shipping what we want across the US to be placed in storage, finding renters for the apartment, AND planning a huge adventure on the other side of the world. And we have one month left to do it all.

I resign from work February 3rd and am looking forward to the much needed break from "The Nut House", as I fondly call it. Not very politically correct at all of me, I know. But that's ok. Because it really is a nut house. 200 (mostly) severely mentally ill homeless women all under one roof, and I have been the only full-time social worker/therapist there for the past year, with the help of my very supportive supervisor who is far more burned out than I am. I really love working with this population, and I will miss my clients a lot. I have started saying goodbye to them and it hasn't been easy. I'm sure some are mad at me for leaving, and I don't blame them. If my therapist was moving away, i'd be pretty bummed, too. And here I am moving away from my own therapist! Maybe she's bummed? I know i'll really miss talking with her. She has been a tremendous help to me these past 2 1/2 years.

We are going to post photos of our rennovated kitchen and bathroom soon! Lots of work has been put into it, and i'm impressed at the job we have done. Especially Paul, who had no idea what he was getting into with re-tiling the kitchen floor, and did a top notch job!


>Michele