2013, while far from the worst year of my life, has been marked by a certain involuntary ennui. One the one hand, I’ve had Squeaker who is a spitfire and requires my attention 110% of the time or she is trying to lick an electrical outlet and stick her hand in the toilet simultaneously. But on the other hand, there have been some difficult moments, as well.
This year will forever be marked as the year I tried in vain to get a job but was foiled each time by my ovaries and a misogynist business culture. It will also be the year that my husband spent six months looking for a job after getting laid off for company budgetary reasons before finally accepting a job that will take him out of town five days a week. I’ll remember it was the year that I finally fell out of love with life in Chile and started yearning to be back stateside. It will also be the year that we filled out paperwork for a visa for my husband, but found out the wait is an average of eleven months.
In light of my lack of job and my husband’s traveling, we decided that I will travel back to Minnesota, probably in February, to find a job and get established with Squeaker while he rebuilds our savings that took a beating over the last six months and we wait for the eventual approval of our visa.
The thought of moving back to the US and going to a job interview where certain questions are illegal and it’s actually enforced make me giddy. I’m already counting my chickens before they’ve hatched with dollar signs dancing in my head. However, it’s sad at the same time because it means we will be separated and even though Chile exasperates me, there are bound to be things (but mostly people) I will miss here.
I haven’t purchased the ticket yet, but I except to do that soon. I have, however, been looking for jobs in Minnesota and applying like mad in hopes of getting a call back before the big move.
I’m not sure what will happen with this blog, because while I enjoy writing (when I have time these days, that is) I’m not sure the content is the best advertisement for a prospective employer. Also, my audience is the highest when I’m in Chile, writing snarky things about life here. That is kind of hard to do remotely.
At any rate, that’s my New Year’s news. I’m feeling good about it, albeit a little nervous to make an international move with a toddler. I hope you all have a great 2014 wherever you are, and that you get everything that 2013 withheld.
Happy New Year!