New houses (especially ones in countries other than your own), require an adjustment period whereby one must acclimate to the nuances of that specific house. Much like a teenager goes through growing pains, we always go through a period I like to call “moving pains”. Common...
It feels quite fitting to be sitting in the kitchen at 4 AM writing to you. In fact, this middle-of-the-night blog post appears to have become a rite of passage for each new home we inhabit. Remember when I wrote to you in Malawi? And India? Feels like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it? Well...
The time when: I spend more hours at the dentist and doctor’s office than my house, in a futile attempt to get every last thing addressed in the U.S.’s unmatchable but spendy healthcare system. I start kicking myself over how much crap we amassed in the last X year(s) and panicking over...
Today is Nia’s 5th grade “graduation” ceremony, which has me reflecting on how much she’s changed this year and the fact that we’re about to have a bona fide middle schooler on our hands. When we started the year, she was still solidly in the “little...