I have never wanted to leave less.
What always hurts about this job is the goodbyes, thing it’s everyone assumes it’s the goodbye’s at the end of the contract that are the hardest…it’s not. Those are often the easiest (with obviously, a multitude of exceptions), the hardest are the goodbyes at the start…
No matter what is waiting for you out there, no matter what adventures are yet to come and what people you have yet to meet, there’s still a part of you that wants to sit cross-legged in the middle of the living floor and simply say “no, I’m not going.”
But there is a job to do and bills to be paid and places to see and people to meet so you go…and in the end you’re quite glad you did, and April always comes faster than you anticipate…but that doesn’t make the lead up any easier.
And when you’re at that stage where you just want to stay home, if you don’t force yourself to face up to the fact that you’re getting on a plane in just under a week and therefore start doing things like – oh I dunno – packing? You end up being in a frenzy the night before. So, I’ve now packed. Or at least the first stage of packing; with me packing is this ultra-organized, list-oriented system that allows me to check and double check everything and have the suitcases ready three or four days before actual travel. Sometimes more. Amras asked me once how I managed this (something that came up whilst I was helping him pack and ended up finding space for something in a suitcase you would have sworn was full)
How do you do that?
16 formals into one spinner case every season hun, it’s a gift.
Yup yup yup, it’s a gift….
And…it does go a long way to helping me look forward to those new horizons…
safe travels pumpkin! x