I decided I better look at a map to see where we are actually moving. All I knew was Bahrain was somewhere around here. You would think I would have a better handle on my Middle Eastern geography, but no. Not so much.
This is me poring over a map: looking . . . looking . . . Hey! Bahrain is super close to Muscat! Hmm, and a lot smaller.
My dad made a joke a few weeks ago that wherever we moved, at least we’d be living closer to home. Technically we will be closer since we’re moving north, but not by much. Sorry Dad.
On the homecoming front, because we are moving from one overseas location to another, the government will pay for us to fly home this summer. It’s a good thing because we have a minivan to unload, a cat to pick up, and an entire houseful of furniture and things that are in storage. Supposedly these should be items that I can’t live without, except I’ve been living without them fine for over a year, so they must not be that essential. We can’t ship it all because we have a limited weight allowance and the idea of pawing through boxes of our junk to find the few things we’d actually want to have in the next few years isn’t exactly appealing. Not sure what we’re going to do about that. Maybe rent a furnished place and deal with whatever has survived storage a few years from now?