Purpose
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It’s late and we’re exhausted. It has not been a good week (John was attacked by a horrid dog, & it has been really awful at the hospital). But one of the bright spots in our months is the day we make our student loan repayment. Today was no different!
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Yes, I know it’s a little strange but go with me here!
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You know, it took years of marriage to truly appreciate our individual contributions to the Chatterjee-Woolman family unit. John, for example, is a Nurturer. He finds it fulfilling to care for people he loves. To raise them up. A slow, laid-back yet hardworking life; a signature quiet strength. Me? I am a Hunter. I love…
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HELLO!! Welcome to our website! We are building it a little at a time as life hurtles on. It’s a work in progress and we can’t wait to keep adding- like a fixer-upper house, I suppose.
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As a little girl schoolwork made sense to me so quickly that I didn’t want to work hard at it. Instead I read grown up books, did tomboy stuff, and fought with boys if they called me “just a girl”. My mother thought I could make something of my life if only I studied a…
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It was around 1am when I found out he had passed away. We called him Rector. Well, more precisely, Rector Sir. He was a Doctor in the city where I grew up. Among other things he had set up a local hospital, and a school. Our school.
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Meet Joy Jar: A tradition we kickstarted to cope with the extremes of 2013. By mid-year we had already experienced a couple of fantastic highs and an awful lot of terrifying lows. So, we started to fill up this old sweetie jar with mementos of whatever made us happy this year – from Suravi’s first…
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(John) Rent or buy, looking for that perfect place is a headache of mammoth proportions. We wanted to rent, which had its own set of issues. Landlords with strange demands, houses with bullet holes in them, or a troll living in the cellar! All that time spent looking for properties online – I finally found Zoopla to be the most…
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John and I had initially set this blog up to share our lives with friends & family who are spread across the globe. After all life’s stories are only half lived unless you share them with a loved one, preferably over a beverage! Then a year passed as life decided it did not like my…
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