To Do List
I mentioned in my first post there was a “whirlwind” of activity once Joe was offered a job at the OECD and we decided that we were going to move to Paris. First, we had to tell our families and the Bishop. I had been serving as the Relief Society President in our ward for the past two years and Joe had just been called to serve as 2nd Counselor in the Bishopric. My parents in Idaho have health difficulties (mom has chronic pain/arthritis and dad has Alzheimers) which was a worry.
Then we had to figure out what to do with our house. Daughter Abi (who had just graduated from the University of Vermont) still needed a place to land. Julie, who was interning in London for the summer was expecting us to meet her at the end of her internship in August for a brief time in Ireland. Then she was headed to DC for internship number two. We had all of the furniture from Julie’s and Abi’s apartments in storage at our house and also the stuff that didn’t fit in Jessica’s apartment in Medford.
We also had two dogs that needed to be cared for or adopted while we were gone. Shadow had become blind and probably wouldn’t do well in an unfamiliar environment since he uses the “keep going until you run into something braille method of getting around.” We had recently cut the brush away from the side of the house where the dog run is located and he had gotten lost and ended up on Main Street because he couldn’t feel his way to the dog run gate. Pippin had begun to attack Shadow regularly to assert dominance which was a bad scene all around. They needed to be separated. Pippin was afraid of other dogs, young children, and stangers so we weren’t sure what to do with him.
We needed to find a place to live in Paris and do the necessary paperwork to get permanent residency permits. Joe had some ideas about where to look for apartments since he had been renting short term apartments for the past two years as he consulted part time with the OECD but I hadn’t been with him in Paris much because I was being the RS President and building a neurofeedback practice and it was hard to leave. We also needed to open a French bank account so that we could rent an apartment and sign up for utilities.
Andrus Foe Paws 