I love Top Gear, love Britcoms old and new, love London, and appreciate the maritime history the English are so proud of.
And I just might be a part of it for a couple of years.
DH has received a formal offer (with all the details) for a position in northern England (Yorkshire - I'm still learning these regions). It's one of those too-good-to-pass-up opportunities, but it's going to take an awful lot of work to get us in the place we need to be before we hop the pond. Among the things we're considering:
- Selling the house (especially in this market - what timing!)
- Selling almost all our stuff (90% of the crap we own we're not attached to, and the 10% we are we'll either ship over or store somehow)
- Dealing with the cats? Shipping them over might be expensive, stressful, and difficult to arrange, but we'd probably do it anyway
- What about my Bug? Selling DH's car is a no brainer, and I'm going to try and sell George the Saturn this weekend. But my beloved Bug! Oh what to do?
- Helping Gmom. Not much more to say about that.
Oy vey! So much, so much!
Friday, March 21, 2008
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2 comments:
plus, you'd have to learn English!
Wow, what a dilemma! Can we have first dibs on your stuff? ;)
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