Five. Four. Less than the number of fingers on one hand. The fingers that are ticking off the things that have yet-to-be-done in any given hour of each day.
Absolute insanity to think we could accomplish all that we set out to do in just 3 short months. There are too many details to think of and I know we'll arrive in Hobart and discover some major issue/item/legal document has been forgotten. That's Murphy's law. Or maybe just the 'law of the move'.
We are so very fortunate to have the good friends we do. Friends who feed us, ply us with drink, look after our kids, house our 'treasures'. These people are the threads that weave together and bind us to this country, this city, this community. People say "Maybe you'll love it so much you'll never want to come back". Anything is possible.
But that one's not likely.
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Best of luck, loads of laughter and oodles of admiration.
Jasmine's family (grade 1):)
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