Little Feet 8
These past few weeks have been interesting to say the least. Jeab is almost 7 months into the pregnancy, and the kung fu master has been practicing 14 hours a day for the Olympics 20 years from now. I never considered myself an emotional person, but the ups and down I’ve been going through lately have been overwhelming. My lows are very low, and my highs have myself laughing uncontrollably just thinking about playing kid’s games with her.
Jeab is getting edgy as well. She hasn’t been working in almost 6 months, and it is driving her crazy. She stays at home, reads books, watches TV, plays with the dog, and sleeps. I feel bad, but there really isn’t any other option. I’ve been working most weekends, especially since the red sh*t hit the fan, which has closed or paralyzed 4 of my best stores. I get home around 8 PM, run the dog, then get back on the net while watching TV with her. Our together time is spent shopping for food, quick dinners here and there, and maybe a movie every few weeks if we are lucky. Even as I write this, I’m sitting in True on a Sunday wishing I could be spending time with her.
Then when I’m home too much, she’s excited when I have a TF event so that she has the remote control all to herself. I hope business gets back to usual without too much violence.
I had some meetings with True Corp and another large company last week, which brought some brightness to my cluttered life. Though True is an exceptional company to work with business-wise, TIT. I won’t go into details here obviously, but half of the things I deal with with True would never fly in the west. Thus, I smile and try to get the most out of every minute.
As I’ve been posting in the forums, I’m getting more and more disenchanted with living in Thailand. I know I don’t want to put my children through the education system here, and I most likely won’t have the money to send them to the likes of Bangkok Pattana (a whopping million baht per year). All of this large scale turmoil with the government and colored shirts is making all of the smaller things stick out more. I find myself searching hard for one good reason to have my child grow up and study here, which is saddening in and of itself. I can’t find that reason.
I remember speaking with PeeMarc about this about a year ago. He said something to the tune of “You’ve been here full time for 6 years? You’re fucked. You’re never going back.” Marc is right. My head and heart will never leave here. The only reason I’m reviewing all of this is for her. I love Thailand, and wish I could stay here once she is ready for school, but I feel it would almost be criminal of me to do so. Of course we would always come back as half of my new family is Thai, but it would be our vacation home. Until then, I’ll just keep searching for that one good reason to stay.
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