Therapy session II: Sailing solo

It is about time i showed up on here. 

I am not apologizing for anything - even when the whole essence of this is to constantly write. Sue me!

For starters, I do not feel like continuing with "Could i be indifferent" today. Another time. I promise. Aloooooooot has happened while we were all away.

• I had my appraisal done
• Cut some of my hair off
• Started mastering my swimming - a little embarrassing for my age but yeah. And i was thrilled
• Trump is still president
• France won the world cup...blah blah blah. 
• Several grey days hence no writing, a lot of boring things but most recent,
•  I got Transferred!

Yup.
To some place in Uganda called Kamdini. (Never been) It is  just between where the hell are we and nowhere. Just there. In the middle.
I think we see where this is going.

So first time I hear this, I freeze. For afew seconds. Then effortlessly brush it off. 
I will be fine, I say.
Well because i can in no way reverse what my bosses have signed on.
Unless I get pregnant, or fake a heart attack, or get married or all those reasons HR actually puts into consideration. Just so we are clear, faking a heart attack did not actually cross my mind OR DID IT?  

Moving on.

First person I call is my old man- I still do not know why. It is weird and disturbing

Then i decided to share this on here. 
One, because it is an update. 
Two because the whole idea of being far away is finally dawning on me.
May sound silly, but here is why

All my life, I have not stayed very far from home. When i did, I was always back with family on weekends. It is that bad. (Wait am I the clingy one or is it everyone else I have to see on the weekend?)

It had only been a year since i moved here. Was finally getting used to my neighbors, life in this town, knew which restaurants gave me the best food and discounts, enjoyed the neighbors' kids who always welcomed me from work[because I always had sweets or cookies] etc. 

In short, i had started forming bonds, loving this place and getting really really comfortable.
(okay now i think i have serious attachment issues.) Irrelevant. 

Which reminds me, i am never joining the military. Irrelevant too

 I have to start over again! and it sucks! Massively.

• I have to wait a month or so to see my friends and family! FYI i will miss you dearly.
• I have to meet new people, very different, needless to say i make friends quiet okay but takes a while to really get intimate. So it is somewhat draining.

Reminds me of my interview for this job, I was asked how I would handle transfers and i went all in telling about how it is an interesting and good thing. You should have seen me...the memory of it is literally chocking me with laughter. The irony!


But then I remember I was born beautiful and not rich so Doreen has to woooorrrk.(I do not even know why I had to put this. I am laughing at myself)
I bet some poor soul a thousand miles away from home thinks am whining because I am only 6hrs away from my normal life. None of my business we all have our hustle. 

I am heading to Kamdini or Lira or wherever on 29th of July 2018 and I will give it my best.

PS

i will probably shed a tear one week in. 

and tell you all about it.

and then laugh about it two months later. 

and then tell you all about it.

Au revoir!

 Wish me well.