Electric blanket on, check. Dishwasher turned on, check. Teeth brushed and makeup chiseled off, check, check. Now I'm waiting, waiting, waiting for my 5 year old and her sleep over pal to fall asleep so I can turn off the tele and hit the sack myself.
So I sit and wait and dangerously ponder just what I'm doing here. Did you see Austin Powers? The part where Dr Evil has his cronies gathered around him and he is maniacally laughing over his fiendish plan and the camera keeps rolling. Eventually the laugher subsides to an awkward silence. That is how I feel now, the excitement of the move to Australia and adjusting is over and now I'm looking around me feeling a tad bit awkward.
Maybe it is more like reaching the halfway point in your journey, when you know choosing to go onwards or backward entails the same distance to travel, just the destinations are different. It feels so weird to be back in the position, but now there is so much more at stake than just myself and a suitcase. Now I have to think about my family and their ability to adjust.
This goes as much for any geographical journey as it does about the journey of life. At 44 I will be very fortunate if I am now half way along, and I know I can't go back in time but I can choose to remain safe and stable doing what I've done successfully. Or I can choose to do something new and exciting and taking a risk and move forward. I think that is why I've chosen to apply to the Department of State for a position working in the US Embassies around the world.
Wish me luck, and I'll post any progress I make beyond managing to get the application lodged online.
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