People keep asking me for an emigration update, so I though I’d write a post to tell you where we’re at.
We accepted an offer on our house back in May and the sale is slowly moving ahead. I’m hoping to have an exchange date in the next week as I think (hope) everything else is in place *touches wood frantically*. As soon as I have a completion date in my diary, I’m going to look into booking flights for a month later (Husband has to give 4 weeks’ notice), but will make sure the flights can be moved just in case we hit any delays.
Our plan is to stay with family after the house sale has gone through which will give us a chance to say goodbye to everyone at various leaving parties around the country (yay, friends and lots of wine!) as well as organise any last-minute things (of which I have about a million on my list) and close any accounts.
As for where we’re going, that’s a tricky one. There’s nothing like leaving plans to the last minute. Brisbane seems the most likely as we have a friend and work contact at Brisbane airport and she is hoping to set up a temporary position at the airport for Husband with the airline she works for. This may lead to a permanent role (it sounds very promising) but at the very least will give him some Australian work experience, which goes a long way on a resume. He’s also applied for a couple of permanent jobs in Perth, (a city we LOVE, and we have family and friends there) but it seems employers like you to be in the country before giving you a job in his industry. Although our hearts are telling us we should move to Perth, we also know a big hurdle is going to be about finding Husband a job he loves and we think, realistically, we’re more likely to be able to find that in Brisbane.
So we’re very much still in limbo with move dates and destinations. I’m decluttering, selling things and closing accounts ready but I’m also taking my boys along to settling in sessions at the school they probably (hopefully) won’t need to attend in September, just in case. It’s a really unsettling feeling for all of us.
This period of waiting and not knowing dates is awful. I hate not being in control. There is just so much to do. I’m worrying about the house sale. I hate not quite knowing which side of the country we’re moving to. I’m dreading leaving family behind. Everything about it is terrifying and overwhelming.
I’m looking forward to getting on that plane, and downing a gin and tonic (or five). This last year has been the hardest, most exhausting year of my life. I’m not complaining; it has been a great challenge, and has brought Husband and I together to reach a common goal which has been a lovely thing to share. I’ve more than earned a few days laying by a pool at the end of it though. Well, after we’ve found a rental property, set up our tax number, found a school for the boys and done the long list of other jobs we need to tackle first, that is.
PS The latest issue of Australia and New Zealand magazine is now out, just in case you fancy reading my regular migration column.