Dear Reader, As an American in London, one of the questions I hear frequently is "How long do you intend to stay?" And typically I respond... "Depends on work. Depends on life." But every once in a while, I'm forced to make a decision where the most important factor is the answer to the question "how long am I staying here?" I faced it at a year, when I finally hung paintings on the walls of my apartment. I faced it at 18 months when my co-worker was moving and offered to sell me his TV, which I bought (as a favor to him, of course). And I faced it this Thanksgiving when I realized I wanted to invite more guests than my dining table could accommodate, so I bought a folding table and more wine and water glasses. If I'm moving back to the US soon, then these purchases are an unnecessary burden - things that must be disposed of before I can vacate my apartment. But if I'm going to be here next Thanksgiving, and next Christmas, then th
2021 and I'm still trying to remember which box I packed my sense of adventure in. Weaving and baking and walking the dogs until I can find it.