We were looking for work, and a great job came up for me (Amy) in Geraldton, so we headed there with a three month commitment. That three months is up right about now. So are we moving on?
No sir-ee. Apparently after nearly three years in a caravan, we want a break.
Another great job came up last week. I’m now officially a pharmacy academic. I’m loving this job so far, and I’m the sort of person whose been thinking for a while that I would like to move into academia, but I didn’t think that would be possible until I had a PhD. Apparently it is, though, and I’m really excited.
Only thing is, this means we’ve just committed to being in Geraldton for at least another 6 months. We moved all of our stuff out of the caravan on the weekend in to a 2 bedroom apartment that the university owns. We keep looking around us marvelling at the huge floor space that we have. Now we have finally got everything out of the caravan, we are wondering how on earth we fit it all in, as we can’t find room for it in the apartment.
The kids are at a local school. Jarrad is enjoying his job here, and I mine. I know we say we’ve committed to being here for another six months, but really, we’ll see how we’re going after six months. We may stay a bit longer. We may just do short holidays away, or just save up ready to travel overseas. I have no idea.
For the moment, I’m just enjoying realising that I’m happy being here. We did say when we started travelling that we’d ideally travel for a few years, and then settle down somewhere for a year or two to save up some money before we kept travelling. I guess we’ve just moved well and truly into the phase. We said that we would just know when it was the right place to stop and work a while, and it turns out that is Geraldton.
So what’s prompted this change? Well, we’ve been travelling for three years now, and it is time to have a break. I need a break from homeschooling, too, as I am sick of arguing with the kids over it. “No, you do not get any reward for doing your spelling. Your reward is improved spelling!” Argh.
Also, we were silly enough to buy two iMacs. Well, we bought one for Jarrad because he wanted to try the iMac for his photography. Then I decided that I wanted one, too, because he had one. That was OK when we are moving, because they fit beautifully at the end of our bed, along with the camera bag. Unfortunately, while we are stopped it means that they are permanently on the dining room table. Which is also the hallway. And the couch. And the kitchen.
Working from home a lot of the time, I felt that my bottom wasn’t leaving that spot on the couch. That’s where we eat. That’s where I work. That’s where I study. To write medication reviews, write my thesis for my masters, facebook and email all from the exact same square meter where I also watch any movies (on the iMac, of course) and eat … well, you can imagine how quickly cabin fever set in.
So, at the moment we just want to be out of the caravan. Maybe we will feel like being in it again, but maybe we won’t. We want to sell it, as we still want to travel, but just not in a caravan any more. Maybe three years was our limit? Or maybe we just need a break. Or maybe we should have got laptop computers rather than two desktops so that I could have been more mobile in where I was working so that it didn’t get to this.
Either way, anyone know someone who wants a caravan? It is too good a caravan to waste sitting there, not being used.