Twelve Weeks


The countdown has begun. The time drags, then it flies. We bemoan how much time there still is left before we get to go home and then we panic that this life is coming to a close. Mostly, we can't wait until we can settle into our airline seat and know, that in a day or so, we will be home.
We are plotting and planning many things. Kissing kids and babies, seeing our family and friends and enjoying Christmas at home. We are redecorating our condo in our heads, having dinners at Sunpeaks, and planning out a vehicle purchase. We are excited to get back into our home in March and hiking in some hills. We are looking forward to lounging around at our Kamloops Lake cabin.
We are seriously planning the following:

  • Immediate reservation at the Keg for a sirloin and baked potato
  • Immediate reservation at Earls for good wine and salmon steak
  • Immediate burger, anywhere, for Bill
  • Sitting in a coffee shop with a newspaper anytime we want
  • Going to the movies and eating popcorn
  • Rice bread toast for every breakfast
  • Buying a television
Despite my clear intentions about being at home and staying put, Bill's IPad has been humming as he searches websites with job postings in international development. So far, he has us going to Guyana, for ME to work as a consultant in gender equality. I remind you that he begged me to retire. I get it now; retire from conventional work so he can work and travel. Just so long as it is me working, and not him. Will this man ever be settled?
See you in twelve weeks. You can then meet our Tamil cat, Judge, who, having passed her rabies test from blood sent to a lab in Switzerland, will be immigrating to Canada.

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