Moving to Dubai the Sequel

Dear Friends,

Thank you everyone for the very kind and very good advice.

Something happened at work today. Maybe it was the thought of Dubai that released something dormant and suppressed within me. I think I woke up, at least for a few minutes. I stopped letting someone at work relegate me to the sideline on what should be my job. I pushed back instead. And things got done surprisingly fast.

It was the Idea of Dubai. PW calls it "a clean slate". Perhaps what it represents is the possibility of moving out of a place that has become comfortable but stagnant.

The idea of a possibility: that I do not have to stay here; that it is my choice. I just need to find the energy for the first step - which began with writing the resume.

The glimmer of an idea, of a possibility.

All this is just a preamble to say I formally accepted the Dubai position today. Why not mull over it further? Because my mind is made up and I have things to do.

I spent the next hour informing people at work. First, my department manager - to tell her I will be leaving for desert lands. Then the colleagues that I have come to love as my friends.

Some of my friends have received messages about my pending departure. Lots of farewell meet-ups to do.

Packing our bags means sorting out what is important and necessary - and what are not. In a way, this is what I am doing right now: sorting out the people who are important to me, and therefore needs to know - and everyone else.

As for all of you, my blogfriends, no worries. I am bringing you with me to Dubai. :)