I am back, well sort of. The emotional stuff is slowly passing and I am scared to admit that I am actually looking forward to the move to Sydney, now how ever did that happen...Probably because I am actually sleeping again and not turning in my sleep tossing and turning thinking about all the things I will miss about SA.
You see, I think as with everything, you just need some time, time to deal with all the emotional stuff, the what if this is just a giant mistake? What if we hate it, what if we don't find jobs, what if blah blah blah...
So in a weird way I have come full circle. I realised that I am only an employee and that life will go on regardless. My kids will be fine, home is where the heart is and Gerhard and I can and will conquer whatever comes our way.
So, we might hate it, then we come back, no domestic worker, we will live with dust and send our ironing to the laundromat. No babysitter, we will go on family dates and eat pizza on the beach. We will learn how to surf and we will go jogging on the beach. We will drink fine Australian wines and we will call people "mate" and say "how are you going", I think.
In a bold move I even suggested to Gerhard that we leave our furniture here, it is after all only stuff. I feel like starting over with less stuff! I never want to own 100 wineglasses again in my life. I never want to own heavy dark wooden furniture, life should be light and light!
So, lookout Sydney, here come the van Wyk / van Rooyen clan.
You see, I think as with everything, you just need some time, time to deal with all the emotional stuff, the what if this is just a giant mistake? What if we hate it, what if we don't find jobs, what if blah blah blah...
So in a weird way I have come full circle. I realised that I am only an employee and that life will go on regardless. My kids will be fine, home is where the heart is and Gerhard and I can and will conquer whatever comes our way.
So, we might hate it, then we come back, no domestic worker, we will live with dust and send our ironing to the laundromat. No babysitter, we will go on family dates and eat pizza on the beach. We will learn how to surf and we will go jogging on the beach. We will drink fine Australian wines and we will call people "mate" and say "how are you going", I think.
In a bold move I even suggested to Gerhard that we leave our furniture here, it is after all only stuff. I feel like starting over with less stuff! I never want to own 100 wineglasses again in my life. I never want to own heavy dark wooden furniture, life should be light and light!
So, lookout Sydney, here come the van Wyk / van Rooyen clan.
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