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T minus 10 days...

10 days. Yep, that's it. In 10 days (or less) we will know our destination. This wait has been intolerable. We actually caught word a few weeks ago that we may be headed to San Antonio and though we knew this was far from definite, we leaped into planning mode (you know, just in case ;). Four months is not nearly enough time to find an appropriate house, great school for Claire, preschool for Mya, and a job for me. San Antonio was second on our list, so it could be a real possibility. Needless to say, if San Antonio is our future home, we are all set. We found everything we were looking for and more (not to mention family to love on our kids and sunshine galore). So exciting. That being said, now that we have our hearts on Texas, even if we get our #1 choice (Ramstein, Germany), I think we will feel a twinge of disappointment. Strange and wrong on so many levels. I am trying to reopen that door again today in preparation for the "drop." 10 days. Yikes! I can't wait!
In other news, the couch guy picked up our sofas on Thursday. The kids are loving the camp out, rustic style we've been experiencing, but my bum is not so happy with the idea. :) The only upside to the situation is the floors in Korea are heated. I can't quite imagine living as many Koreans traditionally do--sleeping on the floor laying only on a thin mat. Ugh!  Tomorrow may be a day spent in our bed :) We are far too American.

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Anonymous said…
More room to dance to Justin Bieber when the furniture is out. Perhaps you could put up that ping pong table or a trampoline in there instead of couches.

Love ya,
J

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