No more missing boo for a month and going through the pain of leaving him every month.
No more hugging my substitute-boo i.e. my bolster every night and saying “night night boo”, “I love you” and “I miss you” to it.
No more being in a constant unsettled state of countdown.
No more having to endure small talk with people you don’t like and have no common interests with 24/7.
No more being made to feel anti-social by sitting at one corner of the mess just because I don’t like to play the political game via socialising.
No more withdrawing into my shell and feeling depressed for not fitting in.
No more omnipresent body odour everywhere you go.
No more talking to people who really don’t understand you completely.
No more dealing with lazy and extremely-overpaid people who are just there to do the bare minimum while cruising through their pre-retirement work journey.
No more working on a project that is on the lowest priority list of everyone required to help you complete it.
No more work given to you with no clear directions.
No more feeling like a second-class citizen which happens every time you get seconded to a client’s site.
No more lack of phone communication with boo because of having not a phone assigned to me.
No more having to carry all your stuff with you from site to site like a nomad.
No more having to untangle your laptop wires every morning.
No more stocking of bananas collected over lunch as a snack between meals due to the fixed meal times and having the bananas go bad.
No more unstable Internet, phone network and TV reception.
No more room equipment that does not work.
No more risking your life by talking chartered flights on poorly-maintained (and smelly) aircrafts.
Yes, that is why I am so happy to not have to fly back to Papua New Guinea last week and forever.
That being said, I will miss the food and the fact that you don’t need to cook and clean, not to mention the higher pay with zero commute to work and the ability to take short holidays during the four-week break while earning free frequent-flyer points. The bottom line is we all have to eat and pay the bills so we have no choice but to put up with a job that we all don’t like. If the job market wasn’t that miserable I would have gladly chosen a 9 to 5 job over the fly-in/fly-out roster any day but the depressed climate makes a beggar of us all.
What is the future installed for me? Will I be able to get back to being an engineer? Do I have no choice but to change my career path? Seeing how bad the Australian job market is currently, I think it is time for some drastic changes. Is this going to be a crisis or the best opportunity in my life? Watch this space, OK?
In the meantime Ision and I have just gotten the keys to our new apartment and we'll be moving some time next week. With us no longer renting, we no longer face the risk of being forced to move when the owner wants to sell the unit which means that at least one uncertainty will be removed from our lives. This relocation is also timely as it keeps me busy otherwise staying at home
these days with no work will drive me crazy (out of anxiety, not
boredom). My next entry will be posted from our new place and I’m so looking forward to settling into it!