It’s becoming so real
Deciding to move to Australia, wasn’t an easy decision. Hubby and I talked, argued, laughed, debated, compared notes, and much more about it for months and quite possibly since the moment we said “I will” in our wedding vows. So in short, it was NOT a decision that was made overnight nor was it made lightly. But now that it’s less than 4 months away, it’s becoming so real.
All throughout the permanent residency application, I knew that we would be moving but it was just “one day” and that “one day” wasn’t any time soon. Even when we booked our flights and we had a definite date, it was so monotonous as if we were booking flights for our next vacation, that it didn’t dawn on me that we were setting dates to begin a new life elsewhere. And all throughout our current struggles of trying to organize our house into neat piles of Keep, Sell, Donate, it’s been a matter-of- fact routine with no major realizations. When I told my family of our plans – which was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do – didn’t even hit me that we were ACTUALLY leaving our life in NJ behind to start a new one. But today, was different.
Today, MJ and I sat down and looked at our calendar (well the calendar on the laptop – who owns a real calendar??) and decided on a date as to when we will move out of our house and move into a hotel so we could clean out the house and hand it over.
We also decided on a date as to when will be my last day at my job – a job I have had for 7 years. And we have started to roughly draft my resignation letter. Mind you, I’m not the happiest camper at my job, but it’s a job I did love when I started but because it has undergone so many changes, it’s a totally different place from when I started, therefore, I’ve changed along with my job. And now I will be leaving it soon. I will no longer complain about how it “sucks” – I will be leaving the “complaints” and my “love/hate relationship” with my coworkers behind. Plus to top it all off, I will have to get a job in Australia, where I will be the minority – where I will be the one with the accent – where I will need to learn the customs – where I will be the one *GULP* different. For example, my hubby saw an ad in the online newspaper of our future home for a position he thought I would be great in. I looked at it and thought what the hell so I applied. Well the lady was nice enough to send a lengthy reply regarding how I’m stupid…well she didn’t say that but that’s what I felt. Apparently, I applied after the posted deadline. In the US, that’s not a big deal. If you do post after a deadline, prospective employers will either chuck your resume or look through it and see that you meet all the qualifications so what’s the harm of calling. Also I didn’t address the selection criteria. Nowhere in the ad did it say something about a selection criteria and besides What the hell is that??? I submitted a cover letter AND a resume, what more do they want I shouted in my head. Well I ended up doing a search and found what it is – basically it’s a question and answer cover letter. If they say they need someone who’s flexible then you have to explain how much you resemble Gumby. Isn’t that what an interview is for?? Then she said that because I am not an Australian citizen, I could not work for their company because it was a federal job. Why didn’t she just say that rather than pointing out how much of an idiot I am in bullets??
Anyway, having someone explain nicely in an extensive email that I don’t know the customs of Australia, has made me understand that I am leaving all things familiar to jump into a possibly real or imagined ocean of hidden fears that are awaiting to surface when I least expect it.
Is there a “Living in Australia for Dummies” out there? I’m going to need a lot of help.
It’s becoming so real