Sunday, March 1, 2009

probably shouldn't be blogging

I keep waiting to find a quiet space to think about our options for next year. It's quiet now and I feel like I'm going to throw up. This happened two years ago when we had offers to weigh and a next step to consider. That tiny moment before you leap, before you commit. Or, just as often, the moments right after you leap when the sky is so bright and you think: I feel good about this but yikes, I don't know what to expect. Oh, those little leaps:

1. Let's get married.
2. I do.
3. Let's teach abroad.
4. Yes, we accept the offer.
5. Let's have a baby in three or four years.
6. I'm pregnant.
7. Let's find another country.

Eek. We have two offers to consider.

1 comment:

N.D. said...

This stuff is always hard!!