I ate my words again. I remember telling my parents “when I get married, I won’t let my husband work miles away from me as I don’t want my kids to end up in the same set-up as what we had experienced when we were kids”. But you see, time really tests us sometimes. Next thing you’ll know, you just followed their footsteps. Though I know it’s for a good reason, it’s still the hardest decision that both of us made so far. In time, you’ll know why I said it, when I’m ready to share it here…
Anyway, to cut this melodrama short, I’ve also submitted my resignation today.
It’s so sad that my husband has to join them on or before 1st of December. Yes, that soon. Meaning, I have to manage the next two weeks left till I finally finished my obligations here. I just hope and pray that we will get seats before Christmas, otherwise we’re stuck here until January.
Hubby did his errands this morning including the homeworks that I requested him to do for me. He went to our embassy for some procedures. He didn’t want to leave without having our marriage registered in the Phil. Embassy hahaha! He’s getting so paranoid that he even told me to “be good” this morning.
Cargo boxes will be delivered to us on Friday, so I guess I have to start sorting our things out tonight while he’s still here.
Informed the banks that I’ll be settling and closing my credit card accounts soon. Jesus! That’s a lot of money! I have 3 cards to settle otherwise they won’t let me step out of this country. Thank God that I’m only paying a low minimum amount monthly otherwise my indemnity will go just like that.
Yeah right Mitch! You’ve organized things so well already but your boss hasn’t acknowledged your resignation yet. Our conversation didn’t go well yesterday. It felt like being scolded by my father for taking a sudden decision. He hung up saying “I’ll talk to you again when you submitted your letter officially…” It’s flattering to know that he wanted us to stay but then sometimes we need to take the risk for a new start. I don’t think just by renewing our contracts every 2 years will lead us to a better life here.
And I’m actually crying while writing this… Waaaaaaaaaah! I hate goodbyes. I hate making decisions. I hate long distance relationship. But here I am embracing all these hates for the better.
Oh well, that’s about it! I can still call myself an official OFW until the 18th of December, my last working day…