When Bill came home from work today, he told me about a conversation he had with his boss. His French boss. He told me that I should expect that we won’t stay here more than three years. Maybe four. Maybe. I’m kinda surprised at myself… I’m sort of saddened by that. It seems like in three years I’ll just be getting the hang of speaking French and shopping in French stores. It sounds like such a long time, but it isn’t. (No wonder he’s in such a hurry to buy himself new skis and ski boots)
Visitors… don’t delay. And I’m stepping up my European travel plans.
I guess the thing of it is… there’s no telling where we’ll go from here.
Three years sounds like a long time if one is considering staying longer at a job one isn’t enamored with any more. Three years sounds short when you want to cram in so many neat things in life! Congratulations! You’re in cram mode!!! And Kaitlyn learning to ski sounds great. I hope you take the camcorder at least once…skiing is a moving sort of thing. And Mandy learning to ski sounds great, too. It could be a mammoth undertaking. 🙂
As I got on the skis for the first time in nearly 20 years, I thought to myself “well, I cannot do worse than Dad did the one time he put on skis.”