When friends found out we’d planned to move to Europe, many of them suggested we apply to House Hunters International. For my non-American readers, it’s a TV program that “assists” people in finding suitable accommodation in their new host country. You’re filmed meeting a real estate agent, visiting potential houses and discussing what you like / don’t like about each one. Before the show is over, the tenants select a home and move in.
Is it October 3 already? Let’s see.
- Are my favourite restaurants and markets closed for a public holiday? Yes.
- Do the open-air exhibits focus on the historical significance of Germany in 1989 / 1990? Yes.
- Is the city hosting a festival to celebrate freedom, diversity and democracy tonight? Yes.
I burst out laughing when a friend texted me this meme. As anyone who’s lived in another country or speaks a foreign language already knows, this actually happens! I guess it’s just another unexpected curveball in the expat experience.
Did you miss me?!
Sorry for stepping away these past two weeks. After my trip to Norway earlier this month, it was difficult to find time to write my blog posts. But don’t worry because I’m back! And I’ve officially returned to my (mostly) regular Monday to Friday posting schedule.
But before I get dive back in, please humour me for a minute. One of the first articles I wrote for this blog was about the importance of committing to a posting schedule. Oops. So excuse me while I eat my slice of humble pie, take my own advice and get back to work!
Next up, a review of my time in Oslo.
If I’m honest, my mood’s been shit since Sunday. And I know that it’s time for a change of scenery in order to improve my perspective (and attitude). I can’t identify exactly what’s bothering me, but taking some space will afford me the chance to reflect.
In honour of my recent birthday, I created a new list of personal goals to achieve before August 2019. This year, goals around Health & Wellness made the cut – so that’s where I’m focusing my energy.
How does it make you feel turning another year older? Do thoughts about the day give you feelings of excitement …or anxiety? When I was younger I eagerly anticipated it’s arrival – the celebration, the self-indulgence and the production of it all. Now that I’m older I’ve learned to appreciate other, more subtle aspects of what a birthday represents.