Day 3

I am ok with where this decision/thought process is at. I'm nowhere near ready to jump yet, but I know that I will. It's inevitable. I've lost 2 immediate family, a 3rd is terminal and the whole lot are on the East coast (admittedly, a lot further South than where I plan to go).

Spoke to an acquaintance on the weekend; she's lived in Townsville and is currently in Darwin. Recommends both. Even gave me a vet recommendation for Koji in Darwin.

So the plan remains the same - 14-18 months then I make what I hope will be my final move.

Work is in the middle of an audit and a corporate restructure - it's insanely stressful. With 6 offices across a massive geographical space, it's a big job. Add in the staffing issues (not just this town/industry - it's everyone/everywhere) and it's a massive challenge. If this all goes to shit (a possibility) at least I should be able to get another job in town. At least I hope so!

I was hoping to go home early next year, but I suspect that with the expected prognosis for FM #3 and a hoped-for move, I won't be going. It's 4 days travel (round trip), thousands of dollars and a whole heap of stress - moving is less stressful! And less expensive.


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