Today begins the next phase. I am out the door in an hour to begin my new job at the embassy.
The job will go well. Its a good team, interesting work, a good fit for me personally and for my experience and talents. I'm not nervous at all.
The house and the family make me cringe. Is this the right time and the right choice? Should I be so worried about not being home when my kids climb off the bus?
It is certainly no coincidence that last night I felt painfully homesick. Homesick for Virginia, where we lived in a house and a neighborhood and walked to school every day and felt like comfortable and cozy members of our community. We have never felt like that in Jakarta - not like comfortable and cozy members of any community. At least not yet, and we know that Jakarta is a hard nut to crack. People go at least a year, if not more before they stop feeling overwhelmed by this city.
Add in the new job with the new commute and the new need to have my hair look nice in 55 minutes...
Fifty-two minutes? Holy cow! I'd better get started!
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