I've been debating whether I should write this post, in fear of someone reading it and interpreting it wrong...but realistically the people who should probably read it don't read my blog or have no idea that it exists and i'll probably find it therapuetic to put pen to paper...well fingers to keyboard.
It is just over a month until we leave for Australia.
I need to read that a few times before I continue because it's still not quite sinking in..
And with this only having a month left comes 101 things to do, like change insurance policies, get copies of my university transcripts, get references from every relative job I've ever had (just in case), we need rental references, we need to sell stuff, sort stuff, pack stuff, tick off the last of our England bucket list, attend leaving parties.....the list goes on....all whilst working full time....
and that's all fine, I love being busy. What isn't fine is that we both have friends and family, who've known about the move for months and months, who aren't even making the effort to drop us a text to ask how it's going, to invite us out for a drink / night out / coffee etc.
And you know what? I've made the concious decision to not to make the effort to do it myself. I've always been the person to chase around making plans....but actually that doesn't sit well with me now. I guess this whole process is proving who our true friends are, the ones who are asking everytime they see us how the move is going, how much we've got left to do, inviting us out places and actually just checking to see how the stress levels are doing..because FYI : moving to the other side of the world is frikkin' stressful.
I've called this post being selfish, but really I just think it's being grown up and it sucks...I've had friends for years who live within a 30 minute drive who aren't saying 'oh my god Han lets make the most of our last few weeks together' they're instead saying...well nothing at all. And I don't have the time to be chasing friends around making plans, yes it would only take me 30 seconds to drop someone a text...but the same the other way around. You've only got one friend moving abroad....I've got a whole heap who are staying behind.
I guess I always knew this would happen, and in a way I'm glad that it's happened before we've left because now I know who I can whatsapp in the middle of the night when we've landed in Perth and I have no friends, I'm homesick and just want to chat nonsense, and weirdly they aren't the friends I'd have expected.
Has anything similar happened to you? Do you think it's being selfish?
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