There's a saying that you should do something every day which scares you. Frankly I think it's bullshit, since every single day would either be impractical or require being afraid of the toaster.
But you do have to do things that scare you. The past week has ranged from 'nervous' to 'bloody terrified', so I think I'm set for a while.
On Friday I resigned at Griffith, to take up a new job with a little media company you might have heard of. I guess the journalism degree will be vaguely relevant to my career after all ;) I'll still be doing web development, but it'll be interesting to work in the media industry.
So, this means we're moving to Sydney. Hence the mexico reference. I start the new job in just four weeks. Hellfuck!
It wasn't an easy decision - first off to be leaving a job that, on average, has been great. Six years seem to have flown past, especially these last couple of years working with a bunch of talented crazy people. What more can you ask for, eh? :)
Leaving Brisbane isn't taken lightly either. There are a lot of people and places here that we love and will miss. But we also know it's time to get out of the comfort zone and try a new city.
We couldn't decide between Sydney and Melbourne, so I applied for jobs in both and thought fate would decide...
As it turned out, I had to choose between two completely different jobs - one in Sydney and one in Melbourne. There was sort of a third option, but we didn't fancy moving to Oslo. In the space of three days I went from "oh yeah we're looking to move" to "right, ok, I have two opportunities and basically want both of them".
But you can't have both, so I closed my eyes and jumped.
In the end I'm sad to leave Brisbane, disappointed to turn down the Melbourne job and excited to accept the Sydney job. Then a big dash of freaked out about the logistics of getting down there in time!
So, there you have it :)