I’m a little late to this conversation, but I’ve been obsessed with the concept of Third-Culture Kids since I read the article a few weeks ago. The author published it over 18 months ago (where have I been?!?) – I feel like I’ve been missing out on an important discovery! (To read the article, you […]
moving
Sweet as: Moving (again)
Yep, it’s happening again. Moving. We knew this was coming. In fact, we’ve been trying to find somewhere to live for as long as I’ve been here (which is nearly 2 months now). After my first few days in Queenstown (which I spent living in a hotel, because who can handle anything else with that […]
Sweet as: The Move
Why hire one mover, when you can have two? This is certainly not an advertisement for any particular mover – that’s not my goal. Rather, I just love the image of two separate moving companies arriving at the same time to pick up two different sets of personal belongings. It was a bit of choreography […]
Sweet as: Kayla
I’ve never had to say goodbye to a pet before. Well, I guess we did bury a parakeet when I was 11-ish (poor thing had a teeny tiny brain tumor and couldn’t stand upright on his perch anymore). But today feels monumentally worse. I adopted Kayla exactly 11 years ago yesterday. I found the original […]
Sweet as: the Countdown
S**t just got real. Not that it wasn’t real a week ago, or a month ago. But now I have a one-way airline ticket to Queenstown, New Zealand (which, on a side note, costs a fortune), and that makes it very very real. I’m actually moving. So the countdown has officially begun! There’s no procrastinating […]
Sweet as: Being bare
I love to collect magnets from my travels. I thank my dear friend from college for introducing me to the habit, and she’s been the (unfortunate?) recipient of some interesting hardware from all over the world. But now that they’re all packed up, wrapped up, and safely tucked into a bin for storage, it’s a […]
Sweet as: Packing and purging
Moving is hard. We say it like it’s no big deal – “Oh, we’re moving across town” or “I’m relocating to San Francisco for work.” – but it’s hard. I have a completely new understanding of just how hard it is, now that I’m wholly engrossed in the process.