6/16/08

ahh home....



This morning I got an email from my sister.. it said:

'are you there?'

RE: 'are you there?'
Uh.....yes?

'Laughing- what do you mean Uh... yes?'

'I'm here. Are you there?'

'Yes! I am here! I wanted to tell you
- thought you already knew (as thought Mum and Dad had told you) but just didn't want to talk about it (which would be
understandable) although now M&D told me that they didn't tell you (blah
blah blah blah blah...)-'

You can see my heart racing all over those black and white lines. Its funny, how everything goes blurry and in the second it takes to read over the following line, you've changed it in your head to say just about anything you don't want to read.

I was seeing...

'I meant to tell you, well, I'm pregnant.'
'I meant to tell you, well, we are moving back to New Zealand.'
'I meant to tell you, I hate your guts and Ive changed my name so I don't have to be your sister anymore.' - I kinda relaxed then. She already changed her name to Campbell. I'm pretty sure she did that cause she loves her husband - not because I'm her sister.

Gave me the guts to read what it really said though...

'- we are going home in a couple of weeks - just for
a week.'

Well thats a relief! My heart is still racing...

Of course, it doesn't bother me at all that I didn't know, why would it? I explained to Anna that as much as I would LOVE to pop home for a visit, I'm busy trying to extract myself from this insanely large piece of gum I've got myself stuck in. I'm fully aware that the only escape from this sticky situation is to push and pull and scream really loudly until I get what I want.

Which is, incidentally, to get stuck in a new piece of gum called work. That gum would have to be tree gum though, being the corporate hippie that I am. And not Kauri gum either, because that would mean going home. Gosh, this analogy could go on forever.



It gets me thinking though, particularly after a weekend of thinking about home a lot.

I talked to dad on Sunday morning and it was lovely. Its been a while, I wanted to skype with good news about my last job interview but as there is still no news and I hadn't seen him for ages, I sucked it up and called. It does funny things to a girl away from home, you know, seeing daddy's smiling face and hearing him laugh. It warms my tummy.

I would have thought seeing him would make me homesick. In a way I guess it did, but at the same time, if I went home I might as well admit this country did me in. It beat me at my own game. I fully intend to force myself on these people so I don't want that.

Instead, it reminded me that no matter what happens, home is always there and will always be my little bubble of unconditional happy times. I only get those when I deserve or need them.

Dad also reminded me that I am actually in a fantastic place, which is true, with 'the one' which is also true. I love dat one. nom nom.

Anyway, I'm pleased with the way I've tidied home away into a little box and made it my reward for doing well. That means, by December, I will have to have made something out of myself!

Nom Nom!

P.S.

I Applied for this job 4 months ago... That is some SERIOUS consideration! Took me about an hour to figure out who the hell it was from...!

Dear Sarah

Thank you for taking the time to submit an application to URS for position number URS24399.
After careful consideration, I regret to inform you that on this occasion, you have not been short-listed for an interview.

If you have applied for other positions at URS you will be notified of the outcome when your application has been assessed with specific reference to each individual role.

We will also keep your resume on file and be in contact should any other position become available that suits your experience.

In the mean time, we encourage you to review and apply for any other vacancies advertised on our website https://www.urs.eu/local/careers/

We wish you every success in the future.

Sincerely,
URS Human Resources Ireland






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