I am writing to you from 35,000 feet up as I fly back from Ungstein, having successfully Completed the first stage of a relocation to yet another country. Our German home now sits empty. And as I type, two trucks, loaded down with all our earthly belongings, are en-route to Barcelona, Spain.

I’m physically and emotionally exhausted, but the week has only begun.

Thursday, I’ll again meet up with the movers to unload and unpack. I am very curious (and a little anxious) to see how they are able to squeeze my super-sized, American-made furniture into the European-sized penthouse of a 19th century building.

More than likely, the furniture will be hoisted up from the outside rather than carted up a winding, 5-story staircase. If this is the case, you can bet I’ll be doing more wincing than watching until the move is completed.

Stay tuned for photographs of the new place just as soon as we can make it picture perfect. Hopefully, with Max and I working morning and night, we’ll have it ready sooner rather than later.