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Posted on by moalmor

Good morning dear friends and whoever has the time to read this shit. As you can see I’m a very busy woman, long time since I’ve written my last post. Maybe you didn’t even noticed. Who cares!? Anyway, a lot happened and even more is about to. We have finally made a decision and are moving back to Portugal.

Today was the first day of the rest of our lives. Was the day we gave our resignation letters at this shithole. We actually didn’t finalized the condo selling. A shot in the dark, well, more a shot in the dusk. Fingers crossed everything goes as planned or at least as the movies, two nerve wrecking weeks but an happy ending. HEY Mr. Karma, get to work!

I’m so tired of hearing enlightened minds and their thoughts such as ‘oh you’re making a mistake’ or ‘you see, sooner than later you’re back’ or ‘ you’re ruining your kid future’ so I’m just gonna say, for now it’s the only move that makes sense to us. Go after what makes you happy and not where the money is. Be around the ones that really matter.

They say it takes a village to raise a child. Well, not any village! I want to give my son the right foundation and tools to be a good human being and that will be by being surrounded by that same village love and ideals. Right now the arrow is pointing east, way more east.

I guess what I’m felling is what soldiers feel when the war is over and they’re going home. Of course I’m gonna miss some things, especially my battle comrades fighting the same enemies as me, some getting captured, others surrendered and there’s even some casualties. But I can say proudly that after six years fighting I survived and Honey, Oh Honey, I’m coming home!

RETURN TO MOTHERLAND II

Posted on by moalmor

Hi again.

We got back from Portugal almost a month ago but I’ve been just lazy and well the jet lag didn’t help too, plus it took a while to get back to the old routine. Get Thomas to sleep in his bed, good schedules….just thinking about it, I need a break_______________________________________________________________________Ok, done!

So, about our stay in Portugal, didn’t go exactly how we expected. Let me lay the facts for you.

  1. Flight delays with a 6 month old aren’t funny. At all!
  2. I had so many plans, things to do in Lisbon, we ended doing nothing. On the upside, we lost a few kilos – only to gain them back, and more, the weeks after – with all the walking and gymnastics cause of the stroller. Lisbon isn’t baby friendly.
  3. Wanted to travel a bit in Europe – NADA!
  4. At least we got to see Star Wars, a free night from Mr.T. ALLELUIA!!!
  5. My parents were working all the time, they didn’t get to enjoy their grandson. Shame on them! By the way, go eat some sugar at the new PONTO CHIC, a must!
  6. Baths, rare.

Despite all the downs, Thomas had a good time, enjoyed grandmas food, the sun…all the family was really excited about a new baby. Maybe we inspired some souls into parenthood. Or not. Who knows?!

About returning to Portugal, we are putting that idea on standby. I think I had a romantic vision of living there, from sun and love, you know, that kind of shit. Don’t get me wrong, I still think like that but I need money. I wish a lot! There’s no way isn’t a beautiful country and friendly people. Eating/drinking is so nooooooot expensive. But that’s it! There’s a certain basic thinks considered ‘luxuries’ over there that I’m not willing to give up, like the fucking hot water and heat! My new BFF and ever.

PAUSE/FORWARD For now we are going to focus on the positive and see where this – freezing – land take us. Let’s hope not farewell!

Bye Bye!

 

RETURN TO MOTHERLAND

Posted on by moalmor

Today it’s gonna be a more serious post. So, you can go and spare that diaper, I will wait…
As you know, we had a baby recently, well 5 months in ‘baby time’ is like an eternity, but whatever. It was a year full of shit, literally! but good and crazy stuff too. So, as a reward we are going to spend Christmas with the family.

WATCH OUT BITCHES, WE’RE COMING!!!

It’s going to be fun, see everyone, eat like pigs, don’t shower for the whole month – I still remember to take a shower in Portugal, the fucking ritual with the heater, and I don’t miss that. Brrrrr
Finally I’m gonna meet my brother-in-law, all the way from Africas. Man, they have lions and stuff there. Crazy shit!

I’m wondering how it will go this trip to motherland.
Will we be…?
a) all sentimental and want to stay;
b) lost, out of the portuguese habits and want to come back as soon as possible;
c) a mix of a and b;
d) none of the above.

I let you know. Fuck! I don’t even want to go anymore, just thinking that we need to get back to this fucking cold and lonely land. Lets just avoid all the return day drama and stay.

What do you think??? – not a rhetorical question
Live in a place you don’t like, I mean, we tried but just can’t get it to grow on us BUT have some financial stability and possibility of organize your life
OR
Live in a beautiful place, close to your family and friends BUT have no idea if you’re gonna eat the next day.
NOW put a kid in the equation!
Will he be better raised by happy* parents or with a bunch of new toys?
Only thoughts, any helpful on that side?

*Well, the father is Gemini! So, happy is very relative in this case, if you’re into this astrological shit you know what I mean.

XOXO
SEE YOU SOON!