Diary of an International Transition: Countdown 3 Days

There’s no such thing as a free lunch…unless you work for Google.  

In addition to gyms, volleyball courts, gigantic gumball machines, bicycles, refrigerators full of free Odwalla juice, and the freedom to bring your dog to your office with you, Google has 23 restaurants on campus for their employees….for free.  Oh yeah, and they can bring family or friends for free too.  

I just happen to have a brother who works for Google.  So of course, we ask him for our free lunch from time to time.  That’s where we went today.  

If Google takes over the world someday, I am really glad I have a brother who works there.  

Other than that…well, let’s see.

I woke up at 5:30 and couldn’t go back to sleep.  

Darn adrenaline.  

I did some paperwork.  

I organized our important documents.

I went shopping and finally found a pair of sturdy, brown sandals I had been searching for. 

I helped Grace finish her scrapbook from this year.   

We went to dinner with good friends who have invested in my life and our ministry since I was a teenager. 

Tonight Lily had a nervous breakdown when the band-aid covering the (microscopic) cut on her knee came off in the bathtub.  Apparently the removal of such band-aid caused her knee to thus be in unbearable and unending pain.

I did not have the patience for this tonight.  

I sent her to bed and decided I needed to send myself to bed.  

We leave the day after tomorrow.  Thursday night is our last night in America.  

My head is too full of suitcases and documents and shoes and the tasks in front of me to really comprehend that thought.