Amy mentions that it’s autumn in New England (hey, did I ever tell you about that time when DrBob gave a guest lecture at Yale on the last Friday before Columbus Day weekend and then, when he couldn’t find a hotel room in New Haven, he decided to keep going north until he found one? Heh. Rookie mistake. He finally tried to park the rental car in a grocery store parking lot somewhere and sleep there, but a cop knocked on the window and told him to move along. Anyway, when he called me at 3 a.m. all I had to offer was, “you thought going further into New England was going to solve your problem? On Columbus Day weekend? BWAAAhahahaha!” I’m such a good wife. But I digress).
It’s cool and windy here in Utrecht, but I think that means it’s still summer. Not sure, as this is my first Dutch autumn, but I’ve lived with water to the north and west before, and I think autumn will be gray and wet. As such, I’m not really looking forward to it, especially because the new house came with an oven that’s too small to bake anything bigger than a muffin (also too filthy, until I manage to locate oven cleaner – you can buy paint thinner at the corner grocery, but not oven cleaner? Am confused), and if I can’t bake, then what do I need autumn for?
Well, knitting, I guess. Not getting as much of that done as I’d hoped, what with the New! Improved! Me! actually trying to get things done AND keep the house cleanish. I know, I’m insane. Hey, at least I’ve quit ironing my dish towels, okay?
What was I talking about? Um. I sat down to write about how insane Dutch bureaucracy is, but now I don’t think I have the energy. So instead I will tell you that we are having our ups and downs, but after two years as a fragmented family I am so happy that we’re all together again. We have established a routine. And the kids say they’re unhappy and they miss “home,” but they’re not acting like unhappy children, so I think, I hope, I think they’re doing okay. Whew.
And I’ll try to write about how insane Dutch bureaucracy is tomorrow. Because hoo-boy, it’s… not really worse than any other country that I know of (“Clearly you’ve never been to Singapore.”), but it’s wackier.
Song du jour of the day: Shop Around, by Smokey Robinson and the Miracles.