I get retrospective and weepy around moving time. Suddenly the New York City subway no longer smells like urine and trash—it is merely “earthy” or what I like to call “post-apocalyptic modern,” which is a cross between Mad Max wasteland and the Matrix after Neo takes the pill.
All this nostalgia and everything coming up roses made me think of last July—and how quickly everything can change in a year! Michael’s birthday was on Wednesday, and thus this week in July is always easy for me to remember. This little look-back makes me proud of all our homes and everything we’ve accomplished.
One year ago this week: We were vacationing in Maine. I was 4 months pregnant with Lucy and nannying for Ella & Addy. On our trip I was hired back as a personal assistant because my old boss realized her full-time personal assistant got less done than when I worked part-time. Michael had two job offers on the table—one in South Carolina and one in NYC. We decided on NYC on his birthday. We were about to go completely public with news about Lucy. For his birthday I made breakfast, then we drove from the farm we were staying at up the coast. Book-shopping, coffee date, farmer’s market, and dinner at a perfect little inn.
Two years ago: I was planning Vacation Bible school at our church in Tokyo, and Michael was working on his dissertation and packing to move back to the States before me. I was on in vitro treatments and injections. I made Michael friend chicken and mac and cheese for his birthday and we watched Manhattan.
Three years ago: I left a $70,000/yr teaching gig after four months at a private school in Chiba, Japan. Choosing sanity over money is a good choice every time. We were doing fertility treatments. I was hired as the Children’s ministry director at our church. Michael was researching like crazy. I don’t remember what we did for this birthday!
Four years ago: I started my second year teaching at a private girls’ school in Tokyo. We were packing to move to Tokyo from Yokohama but were spending the summer house-sitting for some friends in the middle of Tokyo. I made Michael a fancy breakfast that made him sick because he wasn’t used to eating meat, and we had a big group of friends over for a party that night.
Five years ago: We were living in Dallas and had just come back from our honeymoon. We went record-shopping and then went to Cuba Libre for dinner, which is now obsolete but was awesome. We were getting ready to move to Japan in just a couple weeks. We drove to Houston to do a belated bday celebration with his family.
Happy birthday week, babe! The next couple weeks are gonna be crazy as the house fills with boxes, but I can’t wait to have more adventures ;)