Back in November of 2009, my husband came home from work and told me that he received a call from a recruiter about a job. As it turns out, it was no ordinary job. The interested company is located in Prague, Czech Republic. Don asked what my thoughts were and I said "Go for it" (thinking nothing would come of it). Well, here we are 5 months later selling our house located just outside of Boston and moving to Prague. As it turns out, the opportunity was just too good to pass up!
The process has been exciting but lots of work. Deciding to move to a cool city in another country was the fun part. The not so fun part has been getting the house ready for sale, packing, dealing with contractors and taking care of a busy toddler by myself. No pity party here, just the facts. Now that the house is on the market things have gotten a lot easier. Just need to sell the house (oops...and the car). Who wouldn't want to live here?
I'm in-between two worlds at the moment; one is here where I've made a life for myself with my husband and son, Clive--the other in Prague with Don, who had to move there ahead of us to start the job. It's been 2 months now and it's getting old. Don is anxiously waiting for our arrival later this month. Although at the moment he's busy stimulating the small electronics economy because we can't bring any of our own. An electrical compliance thing.
This weekend I lined up 2 open houses to get things moving along with the sale of the house and I hope we get some takers. I have fantasies of a bidding war--couples slugging it out with cursing and bribes for a chance to live here. A girl can dream!
I'm both anxious and excited about my departure. On one hand I'll be sad to leave my home but there's so much to learn and experience over in Prague. I'll journal my adventures here to share with friends, family and perfect strangers. I may bore you with my ranting of language barriers, terrible cuisine or cultural faux pas committed by yours truly.
The process has been exciting but lots of work. Deciding to move to a cool city in another country was the fun part. The not so fun part has been getting the house ready for sale, packing, dealing with contractors and taking care of a busy toddler by myself. No pity party here, just the facts. Now that the house is on the market things have gotten a lot easier. Just need to sell the house (oops...and the car). Who wouldn't want to live here?
I'm in-between two worlds at the moment; one is here where I've made a life for myself with my husband and son, Clive--the other in Prague with Don, who had to move there ahead of us to start the job. It's been 2 months now and it's getting old. Don is anxiously waiting for our arrival later this month. Although at the moment he's busy stimulating the small electronics economy because we can't bring any of our own. An electrical compliance thing.
This weekend I lined up 2 open houses to get things moving along with the sale of the house and I hope we get some takers. I have fantasies of a bidding war--couples slugging it out with cursing and bribes for a chance to live here. A girl can dream!
I'm both anxious and excited about my departure. On one hand I'll be sad to leave my home but there's so much to learn and experience over in Prague. I'll journal my adventures here to share with friends, family and perfect strangers. I may bore you with my ranting of language barriers, terrible cuisine or cultural faux pas committed by yours truly. 