This Sunday will mark my first two weeks completed at my new job. Overall it seems like a great place to work; the people are fun and friendly, the job is basic and relatively easy, the time really flies by when I’m there, and I don’t find myself dreading the drive or the additional time spent away from home so I suppose all in all, this is a positive venture.
Having said that, the reality of having a second job has set in; not the being on my feet more or the not being able to spend as much time on the weekends gallivanting around (I mean, who doesn’t enjoy a good gallivant now and again) part, just the whole ‘I’ve put myself into a second job to help pay for the process of The Big Move‘ part. Are you picking up what I’m putting down? Are you reading my mail? Basically, do you understand?
Somehow getting this second job has made it all that much more real. Really real. Super real. Real as reality t.v. (punny). You get the idea. I’m leaving this country to live in another country with my future husband. There’s two sides to that statement; the GEEEEEEEEEEE (excited) side, and the Oh Emm Gee (whoa) I’m leaving my country side.
Somehow this second job has put more of the realness into perspective and the stress of that realness has been getting to me in a not-so positive way. See, me and stress, we go together like peanut butter and jelly, like hot cocoa and marshmallows, like sunshine and daisies, like Hoda and Kathie Lee… wait, what? Anyway, you get the idea; me and stress have always been besties. I’m not sure why, I just have this natural tendency to stress about certain things; namely money, hence the reason for another job. My figuring was the second job would help relieve some of the stress, which in the long run I’m sure it will but in the meantime, I think I’ve found new things to stress about when it comes to The Big Move.
- I won’t be able to go visit Mom on the weekends, but I will be able to SEE her and text her whenever I want. (Thank you Skype and Viber).
- I won’t be able to hang out with my friends whenever we want but I will be able to SEE them whenever we can manage and text whenever possible. (Thank you Skype and Viber).
- I won’t have the awesome view of the Mississippi River from my deck but I will be able to look at all the photos I’ve taken over the years and remember how blessed I’ve been to live where I have lived. On top of that, I’ll have an entirely new country to explore and discover with the man I love beside me the whole way.
- I won’t have all the things around me that makes my house a home but I will be able to make a new home with Si and it’ll be our home.
- I won’t be able to just get up and go to the store or run to Caribou for some coffee but I will be able to learn a new way to drive (eeek!) and I will be able to enjoy a new coffee to sip on. (Thank you Costa). It’s the big and small adventures, you see.
What I’m getting at is there are going to be a million little (and some big) changes between here and there, between the US and the UK. The reality is that I can either embrace the challenges that change brings or I can be resistant and choose to live in the past. It’s a balancing act; one that provides a home for stress if one isn’t careful. The key will be for me to embrace the change and focus on why the change is happening. And we know the why, it’s love people. It’s all in the name of love and it’s also in the name of living life to the fullest, doing what you can for yourself to be happy, healthy, and alive in the most meaningful sense of the word.
I’ll balance the good with the difficulties of change and I’ll tell stress to take a backseat; even if I have to do that every day, then so be it. I’ll do what I have to do in order to allow myself the enjoyment of the ride.
And in the words of a wise, wonderful woman, “Have fun, just enjoy the process.” Thanks Mom, will do.