Home at last

Some of you may have noticed that it has been awhile since I have downloaded my mind... Well, it seems that some of the travel madness may be coming to a close and that I will actually be living out of my closet rather than a suitcase.

Let's see, JJ went to France in Jan, then he left again in February and the poop hit the proverbial fan at my place of employment. While JJ was gone for a week, we experienced a quality issue with one of our parts that became highly elevated at the customer. This resulted in most of our resources also being focused on the problem, and me included. I ended up in Montreal for almost a month. By the time the issue was winding down, and I was coming home for awhile, JJ was back out the door for a two week stint in France. He got back and I went back to Montreal for a few days, different program. Got home last Wednesday, then on Thursday the family (all of us together) went up north for a few days, but now we are home. Both my husband and I will be in the same bedroom for the next few weeks and that seems like such a luxury.

What else, well, while travelling like the insane, my washing machine went on a mysterious fritz. My mother started doing our laundry, which lasted a few weeks (and I am so grateful that she did that because I cannot imagine what my life would have been like without it, I would have been spending the 2 days a week that I got at home doing laundry at the laundramat!). Rod came over and looked at the machine and cured the problem, but we are not sure how. So that was a huge relief.

Charlotte got a report card that had her failing a subject, getting D's in two others (one of which was French) and generally a lousy report. I had a little breakdown here, but I digress. Helene and Luke also got reports, and conferences, which I attended solo, as JJ was tasting Bordeaux futures in France. Amazingly enough, after a few weeks and a lot of nagging, Charlie brought home progress reports and seems to have stabilized. We are on such an emotional roller coaster, I can only imagine how she must feel about it.