Life and Reality

It feels like it has been somewhat of a busy week and it's still only Thursday. Thankfully, Thursdays do often feel like the 'New Friday' seen I only work 3pm till 5.25pm.

This week I began morning business classes. Which are going really well, and I am scaringly quite enjoying. Early starts aren't always fantastic, but my classes are only 40mins, well 30mins since everyone turns up late, and I'm being paid $40 per class, 5 mornings a week. Sweet, easy coin.

Whats weird, is that it is really nice being back in 'that' business environment. I've previously declared that I don't want to go back into the business/office environment, but being around it and discussing the 'Hot Business Topics' as depicted by the textbook, it's creating some odd, longing feeling for a 'proper' job.

I know Teaching is heaps better now with my new job. But I really do only view it as a means to an end. And I unfortunately pull little, if any, satisfaction from it. And it is a bit of a circular situation where as I think about it in hope to unearth some motivation and encouragement towards it, the more I sink into the realisation that it isn't what I want to be doing. What craps me is that the hours and lifestyle are amazing. I doubt I will ever have this opportunity again to work such short hours for the money it is.

Outside of work, life is fantastic. Early starts with my business classes, but I get home around 8.30am, go for a run, have a shower, chill out and potter at home, run some errands should I have any and then head to work to start at 1pm. Home by 6.

And so to add to insult with this debate as to what to do with my life, work and what-have-you, I have now started thinking about next year and all that it entails. And reality is, this stupid global economy disaster is not well timed for me. I'm beginning to wonder if this really is a good time to fck-off-skis, high tailing overseas when this is apparently a momentous occasion that we will tell our grandchildren about, like our grandparents and great-grandparents tell us about the 1929 Wall Street Crash, and following Depression. (Quote/paraphrase some dude from Stuff)

I had plans to sell my Australian Shares to help fund my flight over, which I don't think is really going to work so well anymore. Then with the dropping dollar value, savings, conversion rates and all things 'bank', 'me', 'my money' related simply isn't looking ideal. I sent money home yesterday (bad timing I know, but it burns a whole in my wallet sometimes) and the exchange rate is SO shite. It was somewhat depressing. I have basically taken a pay cut of $600 NZD per month. And all this converting - I'm beginning to wonder if I should just send money straight over to Europe instead of going from here, to NZ and then over. But who really knows? I don't. And it's annoying.

And so then, because of this weakening dollar and unfortunate situation for my savings it means I need to consider my work options overseas some more. Okay, in general I now definitely need to consider it. Which means making decisions as to where I want to go. Which country? And when? Which visa?

At this stage, the yachts are still the most viable option. But will they still be a job with such demand if everyone is losing money in this economy crisis? Surely the clientele are some of the very people who are losing out in investments. Or am I being presumptuous and worrying too much? I am thinking at this stage though that France is possibly the next best option. With friends there (yes, Spy, you) it means I can at least have some help in getting sorted. And with other friends having contacts in the Business English world (yes, Pat, you) it may mean a return to teaching. So a French visa is looking most favourable. Bonjour.... looking for French lessons now. Plus, if you have previously held a French visa, it allows you to apply for a British visa from Europe without returning to New Zealand. A back up option should all things fail. Sigh.

So in summary, life and reality have been getting in the way a little too much this week. The thinking, planning, and decisions required for the next year or so are being felt. Exciting as it is, I can't help but be worried. I need to stop spending so much time on the subway and bus. It's way to get much downtime to think. Either that or I need to adopt the Korean culture and fall asleep on the shoulder of the person next to me.