...don't know when I'll be back again.
I'm not sure if I'll be posting here much in the next several months, but maybe I'll pop in once in a while with a funny story or anecdote. I'm leaving for London tomorrow afternoon, with essentially a one-way ticket. From there, I'll travel on to Saudi Arabia with my employer to work as a private nurse for three to six months.
I'll be continuing to blog and write while I'm abroad, from a different blog, Arabian Nightshifts. However, it's one of those annoying invite-only blogs, as I don't feel entirely comfortable making it public, for just anyone to stumble upon. You know, employer privacy, national security, little things. But I'm not trying to shut you out, oh no! I want to share all that I can with anyone that I know. So, if you want to continue reading, and you want a fancy schmancy bloggy invite, just leave me a comment! Even if I don't "know" you, if I know your blog or we've made a vague passing acquaintance and I'm fairly sure you're not the Minister of Defense of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, I'll let you in. Oh, and if I know you for reals, as in, I know your birthdays and your mother's maiden name, you're getting an invite soon anyway once I get things up and running. My main motive in the "invite-only" idea is to not have it available on random search engines or to people just clicking through. Like, the muttawah (religious police) or officials in the Kingdom. Not a good place to offend anyone, if you know what I mean. Just trying to keep a low profile ;) I don't know a whole lot about innernet securty, but I figure this is fairly safe way to go. If I'm entirely off base, let me know, eh?
So yeah. I wish I could write an eloquent and concise post about how it feels to organize and pack up your whole little world, to systematically check out of This American Life for a short but indeterminate period of time, to say farewells and thank yous and love yous to all who matter to you but to keep wondering if you said it enough, but I'm sort of at a loss. I also wish I could explain how I'm still in disbelief about what I'm about to do, that I think I'm really super excited and thrilled to be embarking on this adventure, and that I hope that I remember how exciting this all is when I'm suddenly wondering what the fuck I'm doing and where the hell I am. But I can't, I'm just packing and checking things off lists, and going through the motions trying really hard not to cry, so I'm sorry I'm not doing a better job of writing about it.
Stay tuned, whether I see you over at Arabian Nightshifts, or when I'm back here, writing about returning to work at the Children's Hospital. And thanks for all the fish.