How did I get here?

This adventure of mine, moving to a small Italian town, started a couple of years ago. My husband Michele, was born in Italy and moved to the US in 1967. We met in 1969, started dating in 1970 and got married in 1973. He was an Italian citizen when we got married, so after three years of marriage, I became a citizen as well (which was completely unknown to me).
In 1980, he took his American citizenship and in doing so, he lost his Italian citizenship. I however, did not. While preparing to retire, Michele decided to reacquire his Italian citizenship (dual citizenship now being allowed), so we made a trek to NYC to the Italian consulate to see about completing the paper work etc. Much to our surprise, we discovered that I, and our daughters, were all recognized as Italians, while my husband was not! I agreed to "sponsor" him as a resident of Italy, and to support him financially if necessary.
So, after retiring in 2009, we made our initial move to Italy. Our first foray into life here began in September of 2009 and ended in November of that year. These two months were dedicated to unraveling the incredible bureaucracy that comes with trying to do any task here. To establish residency here, you must notify the town in which you will be residing and must show title to a property, a lease agreement, or have signed permission from a relative with whom you will be living. Then you must await a visit from the Vigile Urbano (local police), who will verify that you do indeed live at the stated address. We waited over three weeks, then called upon a friend who had just retired from the police force. He called upon his friends on the force to give us our approval. After that, we had to go back to town hall, photos and documents in hand, to get our carta d'identita. From then we could start the process of registering our car (that took a total of six months!), getting our sanita cards (health care), and our codice fiscale (social security cards). Michele had to go in to Caserta several times to file himself as an extracommunitaro (an alien from outside the European community), and to apply for citizenship again. He should get his citizenship back in another year or so!
So, here we are, back in Italy. We arrived on June 20 and will be here for almost six months. We have established ourselves as legal residents and we are becoming accepted into the community. Life here is slower, but with its own unique sets of challenges. I hope to share some of these adventures with you all as we wend our way through my life in Cervinara.