Abusy day..a quiet evening

I'm so busy at work; I've changed 'hats' and it's a bit of a chore swapping from one sort of work to another and certainly trying to tie up the loose ends of one lot whilst learning the ropes of another is not that easy plus there's an air of expectation from colleagues that I should know all about my new role and the clientele I work with. I'm knocking 40 years old. The 'can't teach an old dog new tricks' theory I suppose. Well, it's not new tricks to me really, they're just 'packaged' differently to how it was tackled in the UK, so I suppose that's why it's trickier for me to get a grip! That's my excuse anyway! Anyway, it's starting to get a little clearer and I've certainly not made any major errors!
On the way home from my work, we drove by a house up for rent in another Northern suburb; it seemed very nice actually and the area wasn't too run down or 'dodgy' looking! May have to ask around about that. It would certainly be easier and cheaper than where we are now but still need to check out the schools as the kids would have another change to deal with; bless 'em, they love their school at the moment as well. It makes me feel guilty that we may have to put them through another change. They're young enough to cope with the change but sometimes I start to fret about the long-term effects; when they're older, I wonder if they'll resent us for flying them to the other side of the world away from family and friends and then making them swap to a third school!
Perhaps the quieter evening has not done me any good as I've gone on a 'downer' really after being soooo busy at work-the day flew by....
One thing I've thought amongst all the after-school/work activity is that, life is often just about fleeting moments and, listening to George reading his book so well, that all the other times when I'm stretched and my nerves are a-jangling are moments that fade rapidly. The quiet times of calm and nice reading, then shopping with Charlotte (who was such a big help), are the times that are remembered and those chaotic, hyper times disappear.
Isn't it weird though that, at the time of panic, chaos and disorder it seems so much more significant!!?