Saturday 04 January 2003

Decisions, Decisions

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Then sometime in November I just cracked.  I couldn’t stop crying and all I could think was “I wanna go hooooome”. Finally I just said to Andrew that I had to go back to Oz for my own physical and mental health and we’d simply have to work something out.  So, lots of discussions later, we came up with the decision that I would go back by myself early-ish in 2003 and Andrew would move over when the spouse visa came through.  VERY tough and heart-rending, we can’t bear the thought of the geographical separation, although we intend to commute for short visits every two months or so.  As you know yourself, I guess, this aint ideal but it’s the best solution we can come up with.