We're undergoing some changes at Casa de Chaos.
Husband is in the throes of changing jobs. This means he spends the final weeks of this job flying hither and yon while I hold down the fort here.
And then he starts a new one.
There is a huge sense of anticipation when things like this happen. Mainly in my case it brings up the plaintive question: 'Will you have to go away?'
The answer is always the same: 'Yes.'
I should of course, be better at coping with this.
You'd think I would have got the hang of being a grown up by now.
But frankly I like nothing more than hanging out with my Husband on the couch watching our favourite TV shows together. Or on that blue moon, going out together just the two of us.
One of the side effects of New Job is we're downsizing cars and getting Husband a scooter. Hopefully this will get him to and from work quickly and easily, and also circumvent any potential mid-life crises. I'm also thinking it will be a great deal kinder to the environment than we're currently being.
So instead of spending the nights dive-bombing into ice-cream and crappy TV I find myself trawling the net for a suitable scooter.
The trouble is I don't speak car. Or scooter, it seems.
I like any transport vehicles to come with 4 sturdy doors and large wheels. The scooter has none of these qualities.
The scooter seems kind of vulnerable and prone to being hit by other motorists.
I'm a bit nervous really.
Somehow I don't think I'm just talking about the scooter anymore though.
Do you cope well with change? Tips welcome.