Travel Tuesday: Refugees


This is what it looks like to be a refugee in your own house.

The movers are coming today to do the packing.  So we are holed up in the guest room with all of our “personal” stuff and the cats.  The dogs are they lucky ones.  They get to go to daycare.

My husband believes that he can transport 6 fish, in a cooler with a battery operated filter, 2,100 miles.  How many do you think will make it?  I am betting zero.

I am still trying to work today and tomorrow.  We all roll out of here on Thurs.

That is pumpkin on the bed!


About nfoste2245

I am approaching 40 and have been married since my early 20's. I have become more than a little frustrated with having to answer incredibly personal questions about my choice to not have children. It is apparently taboo to talk about religion and politics, but confronting me about my reproductive choices is fair game. It is not a choice I made alone, quickly or lightly. My husband and I made it together. I am not "withholding" children or grandchildren from anyone. There is an astonishing lack of understanding over the idea that it is an actual choice, to have a child or not. There is also an amazing lack of support, discussion and resources for those like me, that have made the choice. This is not a blog for kid-haters, or mocking people for having kids. It is a place where we can talk about living full lives, without kids, and without guilt.

Posted on July 17, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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