Life is filled with surprises, and I am so trite for saying it in just those words. Still, it is true. The entirety of this blog will be about dealing with the surprise that’s come along for us, rather quickly.
DH was approached two weeks ago about a new position opening up within his company. It is another 15-24 month project, just like the one he recently wrapped up in Detroit. Only this one will not require him to travel M-F. This one will require him to relocate.
To Liverpool.
Yes. That’s Liverpool. UK. Great Britain. Ye Olde Motherland (I suppose, despite the melting pot of the U.S. and the fact that neither DH nor I have much in the way of British blood, the only country we can claim to have split off from is GB).
The transition is what I will blog, the experience of the ex-pat family. Probably no one will be interested in any of this aside from a few close friends and family. Still, I hope to get this down for my own sake, and to have a documentation of the experiences for the kids to look back on when we return to the U.S.
This is still very new, and there’s not much to say about it at this time. DH will fly out for his first meetings at the client site on the 19th of March. He may return immediately, but he’ll likely stay for a week or so to meet with more people, examine the status of the client site, and scout out the areas we may want to live. He’ll also hope to get a good visit in with our friend E while he’s there.
I am working on the kids’ passports (DH and I are already set) and the transfer/quarantine for the dog, Roscoe. The kids don’t know yet, we haven’t told them and likely won’t until DH gets back from his first trip. It is likely the kids and I will stay here until the school year ends the first week of June.
I’ve never had a wordpress blog, or any real blog outside of LiveJournal. Bear with me through what is likely to be a really, really messy learning process.
Transitions 