It is time for my 2 monthly blog post, and I have time as I’m sitting out delays and strikes at Sydney Airport waiting to get home to Perth after a weeks work in country NSW.
I’ve just counted in my calender that I have 9 weeks of work left! 9 weeks after a 18 month resignation process! The replacement guy has been around for about 5 weeks, a farewell BBQ date has been set and everyone in my industry knows I’m going soon… there’s no turning back! I can’t figure out if I’m going to have a meltdown in about 9.5 weeks or if it’s going to be a relief. It took me 8 years of training to become a plant breeder, and after 6 years of being one, it is a really big part of who I am. It consumes alot of my thoughts, I enjoy it and I think I’m pretty good at it (am I allowed to say that?). And now I’m giving it up to go and learn two languages, culture and be involved in a pretty intangible process of sharing life and who Jesus is with a group of people who don’t know if they want to know!
Hmmm, what are we doing? That’s certainly the look I get from people who half know me in work circles – but then we have a yarn for a while and the general respoinse is “wow, what and adventure”.
I think thats where I am – at least half of me, “what an adventure”. I realised when on holidays that it took me about 2-3 days (Kath would say at least 4) to come down from the stress and “Cam focus” of work. Maybe it’s a secret western desire, to escape the daily grind and stress and be involved in a real life adventure. Yep, I am… I’m looking forward to that, I think our family is meant to do this – there are many things and times that show us this is the right thing. It’s still going to be stinkn’ tough though. Even getting prepared is stinkn’ tough.
If you see me at about December 7 and I look lost and confused, probably best just to give me a wide berth.
When I see you on December 7th, I am going to give you a hug. x