In case you’re a bit daft, or don’t know me (or both), I like to travel. But the last time I packed my life into a suitcase, I had some issues with moving constantly and living in hotels rooms and I came home defeated because maybe I didn’t like to travel as much as I thought?
But then I was looking at some other international opportunities, and what really appealed to me was moving abroad, not simply travelling. So I applied to teach English in the Republic of Georgia, as part of an initiative by the Georgian government. And then I gathered letters o’ recommendation, and copies of my passport, and proof that I am who I say I am with the degree that I say I have, and sent it all off. Got an interview. Was tentatively accepted–sent off my soul and the accompanying paperwork so the FBI can say I’m not a criminal. (Anxiously awaiting those results, let me tell ya!) Put in my notice for both of my jobs, and mustered up the courage to tell the family that I am leaving, again, exactly 5 months after I got back.
All of this happened in the span of 10 days. So, pending the good work of the FBI, peace out Georgia friends; I’m moving to Eastern Europe! If, like my grandparents and certain other loved ones, you have negative things to say, your input is not welcome. I can’t wait to see what’s in store, but please join me in praying and positive thoughts that my CRC arrives in time–the deadline is December 30th!