Nervous as hell

It’s been quiet I know, and actually so many things are going on. We’re about to buy a house!!! But I’m too scared to share it before I’m sure everything falls into place and we have a signed contract. Hopefully we’ll get there very soon and you’ll hear a lot more about it and of course see the pictures. It’s a gem.

Finding the right house and actually being able to buy it, has meant that we’ve been really nervous for the first time. What if the seller suddenly changes her mind, what if there are other hindrances we didn’t know about etc. Now we have something to loose and no idea what to do if it doesn’t work out. Timewise we can take over the house around February if we finish a deal now, which means it’s just in time to get ready for the spring/summer season.

In short, we’re looking forward to seeing things on paper and maybe even then, we won’t truly believe it until we move in, but we’ll be able to get going instead of waiting and for example find a name for our place, which is difficult enough.

This is Alphonse, the neighbors cat. Aya feeds it when they are not there and he’s the only one that can drag her away from Netflix.

Besides negotiating the price, discussing the process, talking to the lawyer and now waiting for the documents we’re busy settling in in France. We bought a car last week. I chose it, I tried it and it’s in my name. My car. My very first car and I’m so proud of it. It’s a 308 Peugout stationwagon from 2013. It displays an Ipod, when I connect my phone. In the same lane we got our self a good old, longlasting Alcatel phone and a French number – vintage, as the car dealer called it.

The kids started school and it’s actually going pretty well. Aya is a tough cookie. She walks in every morning without hesitating and usually she’s happy when we pick her up at 16.30 when school finishes. The biggest challenge for her is the three course lunch in the cantine, where she gets to taste and eat a lot more than she’s used to. She says it’s too embarrassing not eating the food, which of course is a rough game of socializing, but at the same time as parents we love it, since she’s become more and more picky over the years and this might really move her boundaries and make it easier for her to eat varied foods. Integrating Eddie to school is more difficult. He’s been at home with us for about four months and no matter what there will be a period of separating, that will be difficult for him (and us).  He got sick after his first day in school, so we were back at it today and oh he cried (again). It hurts to see someone dragging him in the opposite direction of where he wants to go. I really don’t like it. Luckily the principale, who is also his teacher, is very kind. We were a bit afraid of the French pedagogy  and there definitely is a different approach to kids. Now we’re only in the very beginning of getting to know the school system, but my experience is that they don’t have the same way of looking at or establishing attachment to the child before enrolling them in standard procedures. Maybe because there is not the same amount of resources, or because they believe in a different approach. For example Eddies teacher wasn’t at the gate today, where the kids enter, so when the unknown teacher in the gate said; “on y va”, while Eddie was glued to Teis’ neck, we scouted to see someone we knew but ceased without succes and had to give Eddie away with a heavy heart. Luckily the sweet lady, madame la directrice, came to the rescue, when she saw us hanging at the other fence trying to see if Eddie was still crying without him seeing us… Pew, it will get better and today is friday. We’ll take a breath.

When we move they’ll start a new school in another village. A bit sad that they need to go through it all again. Hopefully it’s two steps forward and only one back.

Saturday trip to Antibes