It's only been one week since I arrived in Kiev. I was exhausted from the gruesome flight through Moscow, and relieved that customs didn't rip my bags apart. But I felt ill at ease. This was the first time in years that I arrived in Ukraine without a a date for getting out.
At first, it was strange being back to stay. I had to get used to living with other people again, and deal with a new puppy that isn't house-trained. I'm also busy with new things. Getting the kids ready for school has become my job, and our never-ending search for a new apartment resumed. I've been so busy that I don't have time for a job.
Good thing I don't have one.