January 16, 2009
Tag: moving
train of thought
I was taking the trash out–and really what better place to have an epiphany than near the dumpster–when I walked through our parking spot, which was void of the RAV. A car I have loved owning, mainly because of it’s reliability. Not seeing it in the stall threw me fast forward into the realm of all things Slovak and the reality of this, some would say, bizarro move we are making. Knots of excitement and nerves immediately tied up in my stomach. I asked myself, again, “why are we moving?” Was I unhappy about something? Was I running away from something, running towards something? I then contemplated what in my life was of discontent. What in my life was I unhappy about?
The truth ran me over in the parking lot: nothing.
Holy hell, nothing!?! really!?!
I feel like my entire life I have been striving to be happy with what I have now, this moment. There has always been something that was going to make me happy, when I finally got it. Something was always standing in my way of real happiness, some struggle or inner unrest that kept me from being at peace. Now though, now, there is nothing in front of me, nothing but icing on the cake. I felt like I was moving through the thought of some watered down version of ascension or enlightenment, since this is not what I imagined it would feel like, in the cold, near the dumpster. The idea of ascension, of course, made me think of Stargate SG-1 (hey, I’m deep, what can I say?). I thought, that was a good show, I miss that show. Aha! Something I wanted, more episodes of a sci-fi TV show. Go figure!
the move, pt 3
Let’s be honest here, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit part of me is scared shitless about “The Move”, dun dun dunnnn. As the days move past and January inches closer, I find myself tapping my feet, biting my lip and cracking my knuckles a lot more in anticipation of the unknown.
moving, pt 2
So it turns out relocating my family half way across the world is quite the pain in the butt.
the move
My boss, Michal, has given us the opportunity to move to Bratislava, the capital of Slovakia, for work. He has opened up an EGI office, Energy & Geoscience Laboratory (yellow push-pin in center) there, which is where he is from.
When he first proposed this to me a few years ago, we were pretty apprehensive. Along with my mom’s poor health, Benjam’s work and trying to conceive, it didn’t seem like a good idea. Now, I’m kinda really excited for the adventure and culture shock!
