It occurred to me that there is no difference between pulling the rug out from everyone again or taking advantage of a once in a lifetime opportunity. So what the heck, eh?
Our plan du jour is for G to finish up his two big contracts, let the littlest one go to preschool, put our properties on the market, continue to live in our Punta Gorda rental, and be ready to head Down Under by the end of the school year, sometime around June '05.
Now that that's settled, I feel much better.
Two days in a row we've been able to get our official schoolwork done. There was even time yesterday for the two older girls to drag out our Australian travel guides and every other book we own containing information on Australia and teach their little sister all they know about the place. Then they produced a written test for her and she scored a 95.
Today we finished up a fairly productive day by spreading open the wall map, which is still not yet hung on the wall, and located Vanuatu in preparation for tonight's Survivor season opener. We also had a sympathy dinner of rice and steamed vegetables, although in a very un-Survivor-like twist, I ended up melting cheese in the microwave over the tops of the kids' servings. Watching the survivors melt away week after week always inspires me to try eating tiny servings of rice for a few weeks as a weight loss plan. This bunch is too skinny to begin with. Was anybody else surprised that the natives of Vanuatu look less like Polynesians and more like Aboriginals?
Our friends in Pensacola Beach made it through Ivan with their home still intact. John and Larry remember every birthday and anniversary with a phone call and also give "hurricane calls" anytime a storm threatens one of our areas; we've spoken to them a whole lot this season. We are now watching Hurricane Jeanne with great interest. We are also now quite slaphappy and can only laugh at the thought of yet another storm. Let's just leave the windows boarded up until Christmas!
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