i'm an avid planner. at any one time i probably have at least 2 or 3 future scenerios planned down to scarily minute details (did you know that there are pre-school french classes in the area in York in which i would like to live...i do...i can even tell you the class times). the cg doesn't really like to plan. he has a vague notion of what he wants and doesn't want, and just goes with the flow. i think that's one of the reasons why i love him so much. or maybe it's one of the reasons why he annoys me so much. i guess it depends on which side of the bed i got out of that day. last night he came home and while i was cooking up fish pie, he told me that he was thinking we should sell the apartment next spring and go back to england by Christmas. he thought that it was likely that he could keep the job he has now and work overseas. at that point we thought and hoped i was pregnant. now i'm pretty sure i'm not so i'm not sure where we go from here.
12:37 p.m. - August 23, 2006
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