I'm feeling secure enough now to share my upcoming changes. School is almost over, I already have a job secured and I'm focusing on getting myself organized...
...for a move to England!
Yes, that's what I said. :) I've been feeling "homesick" for a couple of years now and over spring break, I was feeling particularly drawn. I don't know the reason for it, but it was very heart-centred and brought me to the verge of tears several times, which is highly unusual in itself. I'm not an (openly) emotional sort, so this really hit me hard.
Anyhoo, I've talked with my brother, a cousin, my sister, my landlady, friends - they're all very supportive and willing to help me. I'll be landing on my brother and SIL in London for a few days, then moving south to Southampton to stay with my cousin for "a while." I don't want to stay forever, but I'll need a fairly permanent address to use for job searches and that will work nicely. From there, who knows?
Why the change? I'm not really certain, apart from it being like a harpoon to the heart. It feels more like a NEED, rather than a want, although I'm not sure how permanent it will be. I am a dual citizen, which makes it somewhat easier and more convenient, and it's not like I can't come back if things don't work out. Part of me is simply feeling like a change. I'm not getting any younger and if I don't go, I don't want to spend the next years regretting that I didn't when I had the chance. I'm getting too old for any more regrets. I'm open to a new adventure and to whatever awaits me.
Work-wise I don't know what to expect. I've got a wide range of skills, so am not worried about finding something - as long as it's not illegal, morally reprehensible or tests my integrity I'll be happy. :)
So the summer will see me working hard to save, start paying down my debt, divesting myself of almost everything (keeping my winter things...and some books I particularly want to keep), renewing my British passport and readying myself for my new adventure. My landlady has already laid claim to my cat, which pleases me no end, so he'll be moving upstairs with her. As much as I'll miss him, it would kill him to move that far. He's about 15 and very shy. Besides which, I have nowhere to take him to, and that's not fair to him. I think this is his way of letting ME go, seeing as I've had to say good-bye to two so recently. He's been through a lot as well, so this works out well for both of us.
I've secured a job starting full-time in May, they are aware that I'm leaving and they are okay with that. The position is essentially temporary, so it works out beautifully. My landlady has also offered me a room upstairs for $300 per month so I can save!!!! I'm still thinking about this, but it would make things much easier in the long run, particularly with the amount I'll be able to save. If I'm going to do it, I'm going to have to make up my mind quite quickly, as I'm planning on leaving in about 6 to 8 months time and I'll need to save almost $10K in that time, so I have a fund to land with...
So. There you have it. If I could leave now, I would, but it just isn't feasible. Perhaps I'm planning too much, but I don't think so.
I. AM. SO. EXCITED!!!!!!!!