Writing out the title of this post made me gasp… week 42 – that means we’re only 10 weeks away from New Years and the end of 2018! How on earth did that happen??? Raise your hand if you’re too getting old (…I mean, that is the only explanation I can think of – they say time goes faster when you’re old and so I must be old!)
This past week has been similar to the one before (stressful and slightly overwhelming). If someone would’ve told me how hard it would be packing up and moving to Sweden I’m not sure I would have done it…
I am such a control freak and all though I enjoy change and challenges in my work I also crave stability and routine in my day to day life. Or at least I function better knowing I get paid at the end of every fortnight/month, having the same bed to sleep in at night and my clothes unpacked and coordinated by the shade of their color in my wardrobe. This living-out-of-a-suitcase-not-quite-knowing-what’s-next isn’t my cup of tea!
But one more week… that’s all it is and then we’re arriving and Stockholm with a chance to root and settle. I cannot wait!
Plus, one should always remember that whilst in the midst of something challenging it might feel impossible… but it usually turns out perfectly fine and looking back at those ‘harder’ times it’s almost always worth it…!
All though unsettled, we’re still enjoying our ‘in-between’ time – just look at this image above, captured by Richard on one of our walks… How peaceful?
I never really enjoyed the outdoors much growing up in Sweden, but coming back this time I’ve really started seeing the beauty in nature (another sign of aging, maybe?)
Another thing we’re both enjoying at the moment is Netflix (…don’t we all???) And especially the show Shooter, which was recommended to us by Max. We’ve almost binged our way through 3 seasons and it’s the perfect way to end a day – curled up in the sofa in farmors knitted slippers with some snacks;
This week gave us some wonderful news when Richard received his letter from the Swedish Taxation Office to say he’s now a permanent resident. (Hooray!)
We celebrated by getting him a Swedish ID card.
On the weekend we hopped in the car and drove to the southern parts of Sweden to visit mormor and spend some quality time.
We took flowers to the cemetery where morfar rests and went for a drive through the township where my mother grew up and I spent a lot of time as a child.
This wall is made up with ceramic tiles made by the inhabitants of the town and I love spending time exploring each individual tile… it’s such a beautiful spot!
Time to get back to the task of the day; backing up photos from camera and phone. After several crashes and hair being pulled I’m starting to think I should go for iCloud (…Carin, I should just always listen to you and do as you suggest!)
Tonight dad comes down for a night and tomorrow we’re heading back to Växjö to celebrate Max’s birthday.
Wishing you all a great week.