In part 1 of this story I shared a bit of our (short) job hunting experience in Melbourne, and how I felt somewhat guilty watching my husband go through the process.
But this wasn’t the only reason I agreed to come back to Indonesia. I had my own realizations too that allowed me to let go of my “anywhere but here (Batam)” mindset.
Some of you might remember that we moved to Melbourne in December 2016 to ‘escape’ the boredom and confinement I felt in Indonesia. (That is not to say the entire Indonesian archipelago is boring, no. I’m just talking about my small slice of Indonesia here, where there is virtually nothing ‘out there’ for expat trailing spouses to do).
Anyways, so off we went to Melbourne where I promised myself giddily I was never looking back.
But, less than 4 months later, here we are back in Batam! What happened?
Well, honestly? The erratic weather drove us crazy. We missed our friends. We hated how dry our skin and scalp became. And we hated how the mere act of taking a shower became such a test of willpower.
Not Even Steve Jobs
It is now official, after the husband did a thorough fitting last night and did some muscle flexing in front of a mirror wearing Adam 😄 – I haz knit my second sweater! 💪💪
I haz conquered knitting (and seaming!) dark grey yarn, haz conquered working with snakelike implements of torment a.k.a. circular needles, conquered despair and the temptation to just give up and knit an entirely new and different pattern, and learned that maybe it’s wise to knit a size or 2 bigger than what the tape measure tells you to 😆😉