I triggered last night! Sorry, no pictures like last time. I’m not a night person, at all, but this was obviously worth staying up for. Of course then when I finally did wander upstairs to bed, I couldn’t sleep. After I gave the cats their bedtime treats (yes, I keep a container of cat treats in the drawer of my nightstand, and yes, they expect, okay demand, treats every night), I grabbed my iPad and started googling bad things like “ovulation before egg retrieval”, and other non sleep-inducing phrases. Must learn to stay away from Google at midnight.
In other news, this September, catswithpassports is moving to…..
We are thrilled! Bratislava was our number one choice, and after going through the bidding process, plus a promotion, plus the wait, it seems that we are indeed going to Slovakia. As everyone in the Foreign Service knows, nothing is certain until you are on the ground, but it looks promising. So yes, three glorious years of Christmas markets, easy travel, four seasons, and the arts. Oh, and did I mention that Vienna is less than an hour away?
And one last bit, from this morning…
First of all, I loathe “food” smells in my house. Weird, I know. My husband on the other hand, thinks he’s died and gone to heaven if I occasionally make a “big breakfast” (omelet, bacon, etc). Since I’ve been full of hormones for the better part of two years (IVF #2, pregnancy, breastfeeding, FET #2, and now IVF #3), I try to indulge him from time to time, and this morning I made breakfast.
After we ate, Kate and I were alone in the kitchen, so I opened up one of the windows to air out the room. Several minutes later I walked to the front of the house to speak to my husband, and happened to glance down and see Bella. As I walked back toward the kitchen, noticing the open window, I nervously shouted, “Is Guinness with you?” As I asked, I looked out toward the back garden and sure enough, Guinness had escaped through the window and was standing on the patio. I ran outside and of course he ran away from me, and under the patio table, fortunately within reach. I brought him inside and all is well. Though it might be a while before I make breakfast again.