Denial... It ain't just a river in Egypt...

Forgive me... it has been almost a month since my last post.

But you see, things have been a little hectic around here.  I've been riding a crazy wave and it ain't finished with me yet.

Not long ago my husband applied for a job at his old high school.  They called him for an interview,  contacted his current employer, checked his references, and finally... after a long pause... sent him a job offer.  It sounds pretty routine right?  Did I mention that this high school is in Cairo, Egypt? 

So for the past few weeks I have been running around trying to get everything ready to go.  I've been clearing out the cobwebs, boxing up what's left, collecting documents, renewing passports, basically I've been doing everything I can to get ready for an international move that is scheduled to happen in a little over 6 weeks.

Then yesterday... after I had finally told myself it was possible, I had allowed myself to want it, I had even convinced those I was leaving behind that it was a dream that needed to be followed... we smacked into a roadblock that threatens to derail the whole thing. 

But I don't want it to be over!  I want my Egypt damn it!  I want to see the pyramids, shop in the markets, buy cans of food with Arabic writing on them and try to guess the contents before opening them...  I want to take a boat on the Nile, make paper out of papyrus, and eat hummus and pita until I'm sick to death of them.  I want to breath in the smells good and bad, ride a camel in the desert, and share something with my family that might change us forever...I want it all... the good and the bad.

But right now it feels like my dream is a tiny scarab beetle caught in the paws of a giant Bureaucratic cat... I can't decide if I want to sit by and watch the beetles limbs get ripped off one by one with the hope that it will escape to live another day... or if it would just be better to let the damn cat crush it and get it over with.

 All I can say is it ain't dead yet...

Cheers,
Jenn