I've been here for 45 days.
I just read back through my blog. It started off with wonder, showing you all the sights, telling you all about the smells, the feel. It was a log of my experience, and it still is.
I realised that my experience took a turn a couple of weeks back.
It changed from wonder, excitement and exploration, to party time. Living a young single man's life. Drinking, flirting, socialising as much as possible. At first this was all important... to establish myself in this new community, this new culture. To be recognised. It was easy, the place was welcoming.
I don't really need to continue to do this.
At first the people were varied, then they became familiar, and now they're friends.
Young men, for the most part.
I've been there and done that. I've put in my time. I've probably partied enough to fill the void for many of you. Ibiza, Amsterdam, Prague, Romania, 5 weeks in the Maldives and Sri Lanka, New York.
This summer just past I think we hosted 3 full on partys!?, Hayden's Pirate party, Kath's Karaoke and Halloween.
I have realised this week why I've been going out. It's not to try to be young again. It's not to fit in. It's not to find new friends.
It's because Kath is not here.
I will continue this way until she arrives, but at least I know now.
I speak to Hayden most days on MSN. But since my laptop broke I was unable to video call for well over a week. At first I used to miss him the most. I thought I was missing out on a big part of his life.
But that was selfish... it was all about me!
He's not so fussed that I'm not there, and he'll not remember it.
But Kath... she'll remember these 45 days.
And she needs me....
And I'm not there....
I've got friends here, I can go out on a whim. I love my job.
I'll happily stay and program until 10 at night before leaving the office at the moment.
I'm also able to help someone here too, help them stay sane.
But I left her in the UK, to basically lodge for 2 months and work a job she can't wait to leave. Looking after Hayden, and not feeling too well at the moment. Not able to sleep, and not even able to see me on Skype.
No hugs, no cuddles.
I get hugs... I get my hug, in a mug... of beer. It helps to ignore it, to pass the time.
So if anyone reading this can understand, go and give Kath a big hug for me please....
Visit her, keep her busy, and the next 21 days may not be so difficult for her.
2 comments:
21 days isn't long. Once they're there you'll quickly forget the times you were apart and you can show them all the places you've been and the people you've met.
It'll work out ok, you know.
Congrats on the new baby by the way!
Cheers m8
Yep, It was news to me! I haven't even been able to really talk about it yet, but Hayden seems well up for it, and has picked names and hugs the belly, so I guess as long as he's ok with it, then it's all gravy.
Perfect timing really, this new start, and then we're done. Kath can get a job later if she wants, far better than coming here, working then having to give up work.
The tax laws here are great when it comes to having a family, something silly, like $17K exception for a non-working spouse + $12K per kid... this should mean that next year, I'll be taxed vertually nothing.. this could mean I'll be rich :)
We'll wait and see, there must be some sort of limit, otherwise I'm going to just keep popping them out LOL
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