This post was originally written on June 2, 2014. Since then, many thoughts, facts and details have changed. But to keep this authentic to my transition I wanted to post as is.
E finally has signed his offer letter, which means it’s official I guess. Well, then I posted it to Facebook, which makes it really official. Posted to Facebook and emailed House Hunters International….OFFICIAL.
I had 69 facebook likes! It was an exciting day….full of promise, adventure, and a fairytale life.
Then I woke up the next day. Stressed about logistics, details, and timelines. E and I fought about miscommunication and expectations, the moving process, and the rush at which everything will be expected to happen. He left to Michigan for the next few days for work. I sat and stewed with my anxiety and let it spiral. I leapt from stressing over the next 2-3 months of moving and getting settled, to stressing about what I would do when we moved back to the states in the next 2-3 years.
By the time we move, I will just about be at my one year anniversary of unemployment. The visa I’ll obtain doesn’t give me permission to work in the UK. I tried everything to change this or find a way around it. My father obtained his Irish citizenship through the grandfather clause years ago…but there is no great grandfather clause for me…and because he obtained his citizenship after I was born, I can’t get citizenship through him. Polish citizenship (My mother is 100%) is a nightmare of it’s own. Unless a company wants so sponsor me for employment (which involves them funding a new visa and is very expensive, as well as they need to prove that they can’t find anyone that has citizenship to fill the position) I can’t work.
It’s funny that I thought I would outsmart this situation and get my TEFL/TESOL certificate. Who would’ve thought we’d be relocating to a native English-speaking country…
So when we move back to the US- I’ll be four years unemployed. Where do I even go from there? What happened to career-driven Lauren? Should I even care?