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Home for a Week

For anyone who’s ever been on an expat assignment, I think you’ll know where I’m coming from when I say a short home leave can sometimes quite literally be a trip from hell. Last week, my husband had a workshop to attend in Houston and I was fortunate enough to be able to go with him (perks of traveling so much = air miles, miles and more miles.)

From baby showers, dinner parties, doctor visits, and car inspections… it was a whirlwind of a hectic week. In many ways, my duties as a petroleum wife kicked right into full throttle. Bills were organized, sifted through old mail, reinstated the internet service, car insurance renewed, arranged continued payments to the lawn mower, finally took care of the basket full of laundry that had been sitting there since July. Yes, July. What can I say, our move to Calgary also came about quite suddenly.

Touched base with the few friends still willing to show us some kindness through patience with our crazy schedules. Let’s not forget the obligatory phone calls to be made and housewarming and baby gifts to be given. As I’m sure many of my fellow expatriates will know, the life and friends you left behind don’t usually stop at a standstill waiting for your return. But it was definitely nice to catch up on all the news we had missed.

The day we left, I scrambled to get my act together for our 4:30am pick up. Passports in hand, and snacks in the other, alarm on, doors locked. Crap. Did I turn on the dishwasher? Too late now. The driver’s waiting, and the plane waits for no one.

For the next three weeks it’s back to my executive high rise, living the life of a part-time wife as my husband goes back on rotation. The upside? No cooking and minimal cleaning (who are we kidding), and making the most of my last few weeks of adventure!

But I’ll still be thinking about the scary mildew monster feeding off of my dishwasher back home.

Mildew Monster Dishwasher

Not a pretty picture.


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