It's that I didn't want to write, it's just that I couldn't write. It's been a stressful month or so deciding whether we should stay in the Czech Republic or return to the UK.
And finally we've decided to stay for one more school year, we weren't ready to go back yet just because school beauracy was forcing our hand. Instead for better or worse we've made a decision and we hope it works out....one more year in Prague then starting secondary school back in Blighty.
Although we are having a great time here, and family is happy I can't quite imagine spending the rest of my life here, or certainly 8 more years of school education. And if I'm honest too, I want my kids to have their secondary education in English. No offense but Czech ain't exactly internationally recognised. I also miss being back at 'home', it's not time to go back yet....but it's on the horizon.
Humans are adaptable creatures really, give us a bed, some creature comforts, give us a task like making sure the kids are settled and ok at school, and a job to go to, and there we go boom suddenly a year goes by.
But it's getting a bit of squash and a squeeze Chez Nous. While the kids are growing every year, our home always seems to be shrinkin', we currently living in the family's small flat. We're getting it all wrong - instead of upsizing, we keep downsizing. When the kids have left home we'll probably be moving into a mansion.
So we've had to do some creative re thinking about how we're fitting in, and as our brood gets old and needs more privacy. Good old Ikea to the rescue.
Before....
...and after
Whenever I think the walls are closing in on me, or start salivating over 4 bed Victorians on Rightmove, I have to remind myself that we are still lucky to be on an adventure, living life....and this is the small price we have to pay.
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