From Dushanbe to Sturgeon Bay: The Big Move!

We're moving home!  We've lived abroad for the last 10 1/2 of 13 years and are going to give it another whirl.  We are excited and sad at the same time.  Excited to reconnect with family and old friends, but sad to leave our latest home and our Dushanbe family.

I knew this time would come, eventually, but I didn't think it would come this soon.  Two years is nothing, after all.  Or, better put, two years have passed too damn fast.  I feel like Dushanbe is still becoming my home, that there's a lot that I have yet to learn about it.

To say that it's been a whirlwind lately - of activity and emotions - is an understatement.  It's sort of akin to being on a 24/7 rollercoaster.  One minute my arms are high over my head and I'm screaming with delight and the next minute my arms are clutching my stomach and I'm ready to barf.

In a sweet gesture of support, my husband bought me this.  Anti-stress soap.

The joke wasn't lost on me and the brief chuckle I enjoyed managed to lighten the moment, for a little bit at least.  And then I continued my trajectory to the lipyoshka.  C'mon people, empty promises versus carbs.  Which would you turn to?

Bread makes everything better, doesn't it?