I'm a South African, born and bread, somewhat close to my Mom and Dad and a woman knocking on the door of 40. No kids (not by choice), two dogs, two cats and a German Hubby who works as his life.
That's why we moved. He decided that life would be better in the USA, so we're in the UK for the mandatory 12 months he needs before being able to apply for a USA visa and I had to follow en tow, with pets.
He came to the UK in September, 2014, simply by getting on a plane with his EU passport.
Me? I had to stay behind to wait with the pets for their three month waiting period required for rabies checks and other medical requirements to get them over, sell the houses, get furniture shipped over, sell off what wasn't shipped and finally get my own visa sorted out.
You can probably tell already that my personal journey along this road has not been a pleasant one, not fun at all but he did promise I could start my business over again here or re-enter the life of a scientist with greater opportunities than back in SA.
None of that was to be. We got here, moved into a rental that we now have to move out of (I did find another place though, not an easy task on your own but politeness pays off it seams!)
Can't start the business, no-one wants a scientist that's been out of the loop for more than four years and I'm pretty miserable.
At least the weather's improved, the sun is shining a bit during the day and I've gotten into some sort of a rhythm with walking the dogs and getting out a bit. It still doesn't seem to be getting better though, hubby's working more than usual, sometimes until midnight. He does work from home and I'm home but that's no matter, work is work and everything else around the house and with the pets is still up to me.
The worst is, I'm inherently a happy, positive person but this miserable mood just doesn't seem to go away! I miss my Mom and Dad, my niece and, most of all, my small business that was taking off!
Resentment is an understatement but I cling to the hope that somehow, someone will see the potential of hiring a PhD in physics for something other than cleaning, cooking and doing laundry!
Yup, I hate to admit that I have become the person I am but it is what it is.
So, that's me and my situation in what I wanted to be a nut shell but turned into an essay. Howzit UK!