Only one more day of English Camp left. I'm finding this really sad at times, and at others exciting because it'll be nice to be home.
I'm really sad to leave right now, though. The kids are so adorable, I miss them already. So I've come up with the idea to clear my summer calendar for next year when I get home. And Spain is going onto the list of places I want to live when I'm older. I like America enough that I'm perfectly willing to defend her and her people, but not enough to want to raise my kids there. In Tres Cantos it's the norm for entire families to live in small apartments. There's no "my kids have 2 bedrooms to themselves and their toys," in fact the kids here contain in their possession what the average American child receives for Christmas.
For the night I'm home alone. The whole family went out to a family dinner, but I opted to stay home, walk around Tres Cantos, go for a run, and eat a small dinner. But I didn't count on the loneliness. After living in closer quarters for two weeks it feels so strange to be alone, and I'm actually really regretting not going to the dinner.
So for no I'm going to go change into my PJs and get ready for bed, maybe turn on a movie or something so it's not completely silent in here. Until tomorrow. =]
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