Just a lil update:
Wife's already there for a full week now, and is, as i presumed, delighted, both with our beloved filthy capital, and her work ofc, she's working in a normal, modern clinic and everything seems very frikin promissing for now!
She's coming home today, she misses the kiddos so badly that she already shed a cpl tears over that. But i managed to convince her i'm their dad too and i wouldn't allow anything bad to happen!
As for me, i'm at the old routine, some pregabalin in the morning, some wine after noon (ok, i might be lying here a bit, it's not just some wine, it's about 4 liters a day, of red kind (white wines turn me into useless idiot for some reasons, reds on the other hand, keep me totally under control, i get a little beastie but that comes by default i guess)). I should be coming off them too from Monday, but we'll see how it goes when it comes to that.
And no, i am not on opiates, had some moments where the monkey twisted my ears, but i managed to shov the asshole where it belongs.
So, we're in preparations, wife already managed to find us a few cozy apartments there, now we're just trying to get to some badly needed cache, and as soon as that happens, we'll have a take-off. I know we can do this, we already have, 4 times in last 5-6 years....moving is the major pain in the ass, but what needs to be done - needs to be done!
Your friend textosterone this time leaves you with: Bauhaus - Spirit =]