Tina's wanderings around the world

Tomorrow we'll hit the three week marker of our arrival in the US. It's been filled with a flurry of activity but this week we've finally begun to see a bit of normalcy and I finally have some time to sit down and sort through my thoughts. A bit of a back track. We arrived in Portland on a Friday, the 15th of November. I don't remember if I wrote this (I hate re-reading what I've written sometimes...bad habit I should break) but I had totally misjudged the date of Thanksgiving. I thought it was on the third Thursday of November and so we'd booked our flights accordingly. Turns out it was a week later than I'd thought! It made me feel better that I wasn't the only person who didn't know the secret formula to the date of Thanksgiving, but nonetheless, it left us with an extra week on our hands. We had already booked in a rental car for the week to assist with the car hunt so we figured we'd just head up to Seattle to start our search early. ...

It's been nearly three weeks since we landed in the US and things, as you can imagine, have been hectic with relocation. I wrote this little ditty while I was on the plane over. Yikes. My body is shaking. Hands are shaky, the insides are shaky, and my breathing is far too shallow. My body is beginning to betray the anxiety. That and the coffee I had on an empty stomach this morning was not a good idea. Breakfast is usually served on Qantas morning flights, but this time it was just a cookie. It’s 1:30pm and that’s the only fuel this body has had so far.  I’m sitting on an Air Canada flight from Sydney to Vancouver after a morning flight from Melbourne to Sydney and I’m slightly freaking out. We’ve talked about this for ages—moving to Seattle, going back to the US. But talking about something and actually doing it are completely different things. Despite the years of knowing this was in the future, nothing has prepared me for this moment. The moment the plane took off from...