Not Ready

In one week we will be on a plane leaving Australia.

That seems surreal to me.

Everything is winding down: last week of call, last music class, last swimming class and this week - last days of Kindy and work.  It doesn't feel like it's been a year already.  At work I'm just hitting my stride and things are starting to wind down.  I have things relatively set up in Winnipeg but there are still a lot of unknowns and I still have a lot to finish here in Australia so I feel like I have a foot in both countries and the Pacific Ocean is a wide thing to straddle.

I have never been good at transition....ever.  There are far worse examples than this latest move but still it comes with lots of anxiety for me.  As much as I love adventure I feel like I have never fully sucked the marrow out of my last one before moving on to the next.  I still feel like there's always room for a little bit more and so I'm never really satisfied in moving on.  And usually when I'm trying to savour the last moments of things those moments seem to race faster than I can possibly imagine.  There are leftovers on the "plate" of Australia: we haven't seen the Great Barrier Reef or the Whitsundays or the Outback or visited our amazing friends in Brisbane.  The kids aren't old enough to really appreciate a lot of those things and I also kind of wanted to leave some things to come back for.  We're not done yet with the Land of Oz and although I don't feel ready Canada is calling and it's time to go home.