27/02/2026
Nobody talks about this part of moving abroad…
Not the visas.
Not the sunsets.
Not the daily smoothies.
The real growth?
The day you find a frog in your kitchen and handle it yourself
with a broom and dustpan
like a calm, emotionally evolved, internationally relocated woman 😌
Because the first time this happened?
I screamed, grabbed my keys, left the villa, and called the owner like:
“Sir. There is wildlife in here and I will not be returning.”
But TODAY???
I said:
“You don’t live here.”
and provided relocation services.
Meanwhile…
Klaus, who lives on my chest, my lap, my neck, my lungs, my entire respiratory system
watched the whole situation like it was a documentary.
No assistance.
No hunting.
No security services.
Just vibes.
We will be discussing his role in this household during the next performance review.
But for real… this is how I know I’m settled here now 😂
Let’s just pray nothing bigger comes in to humble me.
