
So I got the call today that we have been waiting for... the one I wasn't expecting until next week.
It's offical we are headed to England.
I was so relieved that we had an answer and then I was excited because the opportunity it gives us as a family is tremendous. I am sad because I have an amazing group of friends here, my family is close, and the kids have great friends that none of us want to leave.
I start thinking of castles to go see, EuroDisney, traveling to Ireland, Italy wherever liked I have always dreamed and am happy.
Then, I asked how long the flight was....part of it is over 9 hours. Thats the second leg (whuck?) and we have a layover for the ENTIRE day in Amsterdamn. And I have three little boys ... under 6 and I was back to not so excited again.
I am not a Trekkie but why someone has not come up with a teleporter by now so we can beam wherever by now is beyond me. Get on it people !!