I Stay
Since the beginning of my job research I understood it would be better for me to focus on another region or country. Many factors. My non-french-fluency for starters, which changed as months went by.
And so it happened, I got an offer at very European Brussels ! But, things don’t happen exactly as we want them, that’s where tough decisions come. The offer was for a job I wasn’t that FOND of to begin with. Wasn’t what I’d like to do.
This created this whole side-effect in my motivation to move (take care of everything, bureaucracy, apartments, blabla).
I remember something K said back in May 2008.. When you’re leaving a place and you have a fixed date in front of you, everything reminds you of that. Like expiration dates in products or whatnot !
I realized how much I like this city. Even if I’m a natural complainer as all my friends would say, I like this god damn city! The rythm of life, the fact that you go grocery shopping and bump into all kinds of people, friends, people you met last night, (awkwaaard!) etc.. I like that. I spent 25 years NOT having that back home. Take my local supermarket around the corner. I know almost all the people working there, I go there at good times and at bad times, the morning after a long night or an intense discussion. This city feels like… Home
And when I got this deal in nearby city MARSEILLE, which seemed much more interesting, job-mission-wise, I said what the heck!
…but I change
Even though I’m currently in a “Erasmus” mindset, I think that’s not going to last for long! I’ve had my share of partying last year. Enough. It’s not like I plan to suddenly stop everything, but the 9:00 to 18:00 working hours will inevitably create different needs & habits. I’m not the type that would party all night long and then head for a straight working day, sorry. Yeeep… I’m getting old. (next crisis 31/03/2010)
I should settle now! (j/k!) (or not?) (ok that was TED speaking)
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Will get back to posting later or within the week, after last nights “new-job” party I’m really a useless piece of meat and all I want is water, orange juice and a fried stake. WHICH I WILL HAVE TO COOK, AFTER I DO THE DISHES. DAMMIT.
