… plus c’est la même chose.

Trans­la­tion: the more it changes, the more it’s the same thing.

I wanted to wait until Doug had told some of his closest friends and family and me the same before posting this pub­licly.

Doug’s daughter has made it clear she doesn’t want to live with us any more, and so we are free to go. The com­plic­ated mech­an­isms which brought us here to take care of her have released us just as I was begin­ning to forge con­nec­tions here. I am sad and frus­trated and a whole swathe of other emo­tions but there is nothing I can do.

Our cur­rent plan is to go to Burning Man, give notice on the apart­ment, do a farewell tour of the US and then return to Aus­tralia.

Because we will be applying for partner/spouse status for Doug in Aus­tralia, we have various hoops to jump through in the next three months. We’ll be having a party in the US on September 22 for Autumn Equinox and to say farewell at our apart­ment (phone or e-mail for details) and a handfasting/nuptials on December 22 for Summer Sol­stice in Mel­bourne, Aus­tralia (phone or e-mail for details).

Keep those dates free! 

And I’m someone who doesn’t like change all that much. What was the old joke about what to do if you want to see God laugh?