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***** I've decided to go for it! Thank you for your comments and encouragement. Thank you, Ellie, for listening me going on and on about going. Thank you! ***** I was standing at the window today, looking at the raindrops bouncing off the window sill and waiting for my boss to get back to the office. I have still to tell him that I'm leaving; and it's not like I haven't tried. He's just a very difficult man to catch up with. I've seen him for 5 minutes during this week, and I'm not exaggerating. He promised to show up today, though, so I have my fingers crossed. OK, back to me standing at the window, watching the incessant rain and waiting for the boss when I got to thinking about the UK, again. I've spent the last two weeks looking at the offer from every angle - trying to imagine what living there would be like, how difficult the work would be and would I be able to handle the school. Wondering who I will leave my cappuccino maker to, whether I'll be able to keep my current mobile number and whether Mum is willing to store my stuff. Doubting my organisational skills, my accounting skills and my English skills. But today was the first time I was looking at the big picture. The picture that told me that I'm really going to do it, and I'm going to succeed! I've spent the time worrying about the little things, the minutiae of life, when in fact most of it is disposable. I can do without the stuffed animals and without the Hellhole. I'm sure I can cope with the loans I've taken out here and with the increased cost of living in the UK. I will miss my friends and family terribly but that's what Internet is for. And if it gets too tough then I can just come back for a long weekend. After all, the plane ticket costs about £150 and there are A LOT of bank holidays in GB. The big picture says that I will be fine, and I will be happy. And I will survive the three years there! After that - who knows!
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