I won't deny that it was quite a feat to depart for a two week trip halfway across the country shortly after I'd returned from my housing search* in London. But it started out well enough, even though Jarod was on a different flight than the children and me**, even though the San Diego airport is arranged in such a way that I had to exit the gate area we arrived in and go through security to a second gate area to get to our second flight. (Can we just pause here and agree that were Dante writing his Inferno now, one of the circles of hell would involve taking children through security by yourself?) There were some hiccups, but nothing that is worthy of whining about publicly.
I am so glad that we had already planned this trip before we knew we would be moving, because it gave us a chance to say good-bye, and also to invite people to either move to London to be our neighbors or to at least come stay with us for a bit. We intend to be back to the Midwest annually, but still - London is a touch farther away than San Francisco. We also had some important family events to attend, and it was just good to already have the trip in place when we found out that we would be moving. I'm not sure we would have stayed as long had we planned it after we knew of the move, and it was good to have two weeks with family and friends.
(You saw that coming, right?)
I think we may have stayed a day too long.
Notice anything different? Or...partially missing?
On Wednesday night, Elvie fell face first into the leg of a folding chair, cutting her lips and chipping a tooth.
On Thursday morning, just hours before we were due to depart, Zinashi woke up with her lip swollen enormously and the rest of her face joining in for the party. (You'll have to use your imagination, because I haven't asked Zinashi's permission to post a photo anywhere other than on Instagram.) It was misery.
But Elvie's tooth didn't have nerve exposed, so we could leave it until we could get to her home dentist. A little Benadryl reduced Zinashi's swelling enough that we felt comfortable taking her on the plane. So we got on our flights, and we made it home, and then we felt like this:
We got to the dentist to get Elvie's tooth smoothed and sealed on Friday, and Zinashi's swelling went down completely with some rest. Thank goodness, because we have a lot to do. I keep telling the children to be careful, because I don't have time for any more emergencies. No emergencies, do you hear me, children? NONE!
I may be absent from this space until after the move is complete, and even if I do show up, I might not make much sense. We have to get our visas expedited and get on a plane (hopefully) on July 23rd. It's going to take a lot of work to get everything done. We will do it, but I think we'll be getting on that plane by the skin of our (chipped) teeth.
Feel free to wish us luck. We will most certainly need it.
*Also known on Instagram as "my solo vacation." I really need to write more about how refreshing and rejuvenating this was, despite the fact that I had a lot to accomplish in my time there.
**Insert long explanation about credit on an airline that doesn't fly to the Midwest, but does fly to a family member's home city. Were we not spending all our money moving to London, we would have taken flights together, but London is more important than me not having to take the children through security by myself.