After four weeks in Sweden, we're all starting to get home sick. The kids miss their dad, their friends and own rooms. I miss staying in my own house, with my own car, my own laundry machine, a full set of clothes - and having my husband as my parenting partner.
When other Swedish aliens return to Sweden for vacation that's usually what they have - vacation. I'm working and juggling some kind of an everyday life and it's pretty intense and stressful most of the time. I rarely have time to just sit and relax and enjoy being in Sweden. During my summer stays I rarely see my friends - that has to wait until I'm here on my own and stay down town and don't have bedtime and food times to keep.
I'm trying to fit everything into the schedule and at times I feel more like an stressed event planner during my weeks here. Friends and family get upset when I don't spend enough time, or call or participate in things - while I'm busy trying to get kids on and off an island and then back in bed in decent bedtime - despite the darn midnight sun. And even though I tried to get the major plan for our stay set in March this year - it still didn't work out as planned.
It would be nice to experience what it is like to just come here and have time off - and slowly decided what to do and take every day as it come... Now I wake up each morning, grabbing my calendar and half awake trying to check what is up for the day and what time we need to get off the island.
Today I decided to cancel all plans, stay on the island, catch up with things and close my mind on that it might upset some...
The Volvo Ocean Race boats on Saltsjön outside Gamla Stan on Monday.