Ready to Move...or not.

Today my housekeeper was laughing at me because I was organizing my spices. You should be impressed that they are NOT in alphabetical order (like most things in my house) but instead they are organized by shape of container, material of the lid, and oh, yikes. Maybe I am a little loco.

Anyway, the school year is finished. Standardized testing has been done.

So I have begun cleaning the closets. This entails sorting clothes that no longer fit, throwing out old textbooks (this hurts--I admit), and finding new places for old things. We are at a strange crossroads in our life and the house shows it.

This is our first time overseas. It's our first time doing contract work. In August, we could simply pack up, go home, and game over. Or.... it's a big word.

A few weeks ago we planted some perennials in the front of the kitchen window. I've never been able to keep flowers alive. My boast is that I keep kids alive and that is sufficient. Somehow, I am nurturing a Spider plant in a pot and the flowers outside are looking prettier every day.

Today we hung a bulletin board in the classroom (really a twist on the dining room) that is about 3ft by 5 ft. In some ways I feel like we're finally moved in and yet may be preparing to move out. Who knows?

I'm not alone. Every one of my ex-pat friends deal with the same feelings on a yearly basis. Will we stay? Will we go? Will we get a new job? Better pay? What will people think?

So, we've committed to stay another year. We reluctantly told the kids and they....cheered and screamed. Not exactly the response I was expecting, but I guess they like it here better than I thought.

I'll write more soon. We've been on summer break and I've been busy quilting, reading, and gathering house plants from people leaving. It's official. I have houseplants. I'm staying for a bit. But of course, my life motto: Write your life in pencil and carry a big eraser. I'm always ready if it changes.