And so it begins...

Beginnings and ends always seem to be filled with boxes. Fragile ones, heavy ones, dreaded ones. Some boxes-filled with pictures and memories-bring delight. Others contain unwanted items never to be seen again. Today, there are boxes everywhere, imposing order on chaos.



I am moving. In fact, we are moving across the pond. I'm following my husband, Mr. Radar to the land of fish and chips. I have about 7 weeks to grab all my stuff, my dog, and my husband- and hop a plane to another world. I'm not really the expatriate or adventuresome type. I'm a wife, writer, and urban advocate. Mr. Radar is a bit of a mad-scientist, and is taking a three year research assignment in London. Many friends have asked me to chronicle our time in London.

This blog is my attempt. In the next weeks, I anticipate struggles as we say goodbye to our beloved home, bid our friends farewell for now, and try to navigate through our new world- sans a few boxes, of course.