I haven’t posted anything since Monday, which is quite unlike me. I haven’t taken a single photograph since last Sunday and I’ve just been getting by with the cooking, not really thinking too hard about what I will post on here. Not really knowing what to write if I were to sit down to post something.
The truth is that this week has completely changed our lives, I can’t even say whether it has changed for the better or not because we really wont know that until the dust has settled, it might take a long time for the dust to settle. Change is difficult, particularly unexpected change. This coming from someone who left behind everything to move from the UK to the US with a single suitcase, then moved again to Germany with a husband and infant a year and a half after that. No matter, change is still difficult.
I kind of want to say that I’ll post again regularly when things return to normal, but things wont return to what we’ve come to think of as normal again. So perhaps amid all of the chaos I can come back here to write, if you’ll have me. I don’t think I’ve ever said this here before, but I really appreciate every single last one of you who stops by to read. I’m sorry I don’t say that more often.
To add to the rather bizarre chaos of this week, my dishwasher also exploded. This is just a random unrelated side note, it has nothing to do with what is going on in our lives. Quite literally, in the middle of the rinse cycle there was a bang and smoke, I opened the door to find the heating element red hot and completely split open. It was lucky that we were in the house, so I could actually turn it off before it caused any real damage. I had a “new to me” dishwasher delivered this morning at 8am, the repair men having a good laugh at the old ages of my appliances. The dishwasher was from 1998, they surprisingly replaced it with a 2006 model after telling me I’d have to just get the old one repaired. I think they hurt my stove’s feelings, she may be old but she does her best.
Of course, I don’t want to worry anyone unnecessarily. We still have one another, we still have our health (for the most part, we’re actually suffering from nasty colds at the moment), we still have family. Change is difficult, but it can also be just a little bit exciting amid the mess, if you let it.