New heights…of frustration!

So, it’s March 2nd.  I am ever so thankful.  There’s nothing special about March 2nd…except that it’s not March 1st.  This March 1st — yesterday – had to be one of my more challenging days.  I’m sure that D, my best friend and my love, was sure that I had morphed into a crazy woman.  I was uncommunicative and quite surly (and I’m being generous with myself).

What had has me all twisted up?  Let’s see…  First, the wedding plans.  I’m planning our lovely intimate wedding and in my mind I keep thinking: “we should just go to Las Vegas!”  My mother would kill me though.  So ix-nay that idea.  Second, I just started my CELTA course.  It’s 19 days — all day — of teaching, learning to teach, grammar, more learning.  (Actually, it’s not that bad.)  The thing is, it’s taking up all my time.  Granted, I wasn’t doing much of anything since quitting my job.  And, now that the Olympics are over, my days would be empty without CELTA.

This brings me to two remaining items responsible for my “twisted knickers” life.  We, D and I, packed pretty much everything we had in our 900 sq ft apartment so that a) he could paint the living room/dining room and kitchen before b) the carpet could be replaced.  And we are doing this because I have to sell the condo before we leave…ahem…move to France!

Okay, okay…it’s not so bad.  I know lots of people who would love to move to France.  It’s been a dream of mine since I was a little girl.  The prospect of being in a country where cheese, wine and bread — all the good things in life says D — are important and that really tickles me pink.

So yes, I’m completely excited…but my knickers are still in a knot.  I’ll let you know how the un-twisting goes!

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Author:Tanya in Transition

I am a woman in transition. I left my job of 13 years to find happiness and France!

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