Most, if not all, of you reading this know me. I've begged you to read this. Pleaded with you to tell me how clever and funny it is. For those that accidentally found me, here is the exposition to my little story:
My name is Stephanie. I'm in my thirties (late or early? none ya business). I am married to my best friend, Michael. It was pretty much love and like at first sight. I met him through a friend from school. I am a 7th grade English teacher by trade. Currently, I'm out of that profession because I get to stay at home with our wonderful twins, Jack and Alex.
We currently live in Texas but are about to make a big change! Nope, not more kids. That would be insane. Seriously.
We are moving to Poland!
The country! Not a weirdly-named city in Texas. The real country a gazillion miles from here. A place I've only been to once to decide if I liked it enough to move there. Crazy, huh? But that's how we roll in our house.
Well, to be honest, not really. I'm pretty much a routine and order kind of girl despite my senior year in college and the escapades that may or may not have really happened then. My kids know we are getting snack every day at 10. They know we do pizza once a week for dinner, and it comes from Papa John's. They also know they will be eating the leftovers of that pizza at school one day. Because the other day is peanut butter samiches. (Not because of a strict need to eat the same food every week but because I have no idea what else to make them.)
So, this is scaring me to death at the same time it is emboldening me and intriguing me. There are so many great things to look forward to. Travel. Super-cool city living in an apartment. Snow (For two years it's a good thing, any longer and I get crabby.). Beaches within walking distance. New friends. New language. Some of those pros are also cons. The snow thing comes with cold. I love my old friends. I love English because I speak it so goodly. Sand is itchy. Also, I am leaving my parents. They adore my sons. My sons love them with all their hearts. I love the whole damn situation. I'm leaving so many great friends and a few who I just need to see and/or talk to to be level and sane. We are coming back. They do use email regularly. We can do visits via Skype. But it's not the same. They know it, and I know it.
This story is starting a new season (that's right, like a TV show). I'm hoping you enjoy it, and that you'll tune in often to see what's happening.