Tuesday, February 26, 2013
The state of our apartment makes it so much more real - we're leaving. Officially. For real.
It's bittersweet. I'm both a little heartbroken and a little excited for what's to come... The heartbreak will be tamed by a final trip to Paris this weekend to celebrate my 30th birthday (a couple weeks early, but very necessary as a final au revoir)... And the excitement, I think, will really take root once we know what we're doing with our lives.
For now, we're heading to Toronto to visit and to spend some time with Didz's family (Ina can't wait to meet her grandparents and her aunt and uncle). We plan on catching up with old friends, trying out some new restaurants, and revisiting some old favorites (the baby-friendly ones, at least). There are a lot of things I'm looking forward to -- not eating a burger with a fork and knife! going to a hair salon and being understood! baby Gap! -- and, honestly, there's a lot that will take some getting used to again -- driving! traffic! hearing obnoxious songs on the radio over and over and over again! (we had to google "Harlem Shake" today after seeing so many random fb posts about it, curiosity won us over - I'm convinced I was better off not knowing)... and so much more. It'll be a great visit, and we'll take our time easing out of our dream-life bubble before making our next move.
Our next move, however, is still up in the air... We look forward to discovering what lies ahead and continuing our adventure.