I guess the cat is out of the bag

Well, now that bosses and family members know about this here goes. I will be moving back to England in February next year. It was a bit of a rush decision, mainly propelled by Oliver's desire to try working in a different environment and seeing more of the world which is very, very difficult in New Zealand (it's even 4 hours flight to Australia!)

I have very mixed feelings about the move. On one hand I will be happy to see my family again and be able to travel more freely around Europe. On the other hand I haven't lived life as an independent adult in England. I don't know anything about the tax system, I'm not used to the currency anymore and I left England for a reason. I feel that it can be a very depressing environment. It's incredibly competitive, it's not as carefree and safe an environment as New Zealand. I'm also concerned about getting a job as I have no specific skills and no education. I always said that I didn't want to go back until I was confident with myself and my direction in life and unfortunately after 6 years that confidence hasn't materialized. I've been far too concerned with making ends meet. It has been stressful living in a country where I don't really have any support system (free healthcare, family to fall back on in hard times) and working very long hours at my job for nearly 4 years now. It will be interesting to see if I manage to get some of my interests and hobbies back when I have that burden taken away, even if only for a month or two. It will also be my first 'day off' since November 2010 so hope to get some much needed sleep once I step off the plane.

I also have to give away my cute fish, William and Mary and my snail Matilda which sucks. Anybody in Auckland who wants really ugly, big fish? They're cute, I promise!

So we'll see what happens. Hopefully it won't be another chapter of disaster, I'm sort of getting tired of the inability to choose a path for myself. I'm nearly 27 dammit! I'm totally obama campaigning myself (change? what change?).

Edit: Haha typed 'working at my job for 4 hours'. I'd be a lazy fart if I was exhausted after that.