We've had a couple of visitors, we insisted Helen extend her stay from two weeks to three weeks. We did all sorts of fun stuff with her, like visiting a doll workshop--which is a whole blog post of its own. Then Aleen was here for a week and we went for a few wanders--we found a couple of really quirky shops, both of them hidden in apartment buildings. We would have made her stay longer if we could have, but she left yesterday. She probably thought we were trying to kill her with Glee and Modern Family and trips to the grocery store and the forced bus-drivers holiday of constant psychotherapy. I've also been working on a brochure-turned-36 page booklet outside of my regular job that kept me busy when I wasn't newslettering. Camille had exams. A bomb exploded at the airport. Oh, and today is the last day of the Two-Week Triathlon, I swam my last 26 laps and spun away my last 12 miles.
Peter wrote an Overwhelming To-Do list of things we have to accomplish by the time we leave Moscow, like renew our passports--including some doggy passport we need for Bea--and schedule our travel and pack out, all the usual. Plus we are in negotiations to sell our house in Portland. I'm having a hard time falling asleep at night. I wonder why?