Things I’m going to miss about home

It goes without saying (but perhaps it shouldn’t) that I will miss my loving family and terrific friends terribly.  My heart starts to break every time I think about leaving my loved ones, so I’ve been doing a great job of avoiding sentimental thoughts about my favorite people.

But as my departure date gets closer, I’ve been thinking about the things in my life that I will miss.  I wrote this Wednesday night, when I had arrived early to a dinner with a group of college girlfriends.  It was one of those few, but absolutely stunning Houston spring days.  I got a glass of wine and sat on the patio, enjoying the sunshine, and cool breeze and started to think.  It was a great reflective moment, and a great dinner with my girls.

So, without further ado:

  • Football.  Yes, even the Houston Texans.  Call me a sucker for punishment, but God help me, I love them.
  • Texas beef.  Oh, so good.
  • And pork!  Going to a country that is mostly Muslim, I will have to seek out pork.  Bacon, I will find you.
  • The all-year-round greenery of Houston.
  • Y’all.  As in, the word “y’all.”  It’s just so darn perfect.
  • Chuy’s creamy jalapeno sauce.  It’s manna.  From Heaven.  It makes God smile.
  • The live oak trees lining the streets around Rice University.  I’ve driven by them every day for 10 years and don’t tire of the sight.
  • The casual elegance of Houston.  Jeans, heels, and a great shirt and a cute bag are the acceptable outfit for everything.
  • Speaking of shoes, DSW.
  • Diet Coke.  Not the Coke Light crap overseas.  How much do you think it would cost to regularly ship cases to Istanbul?
  • Eclectic Home.  Best home accessories &  furnishing store.  EVER.
  • Target.  ‘Nuff said.
  • 13 Celsius.
  • The annual Scavenger Hunt that my friend Andrea, her hubby Allen, and friend Bill manage.  Amazingly fun.

 

Discombobulated.

So, I’ve never considered myself a good writer.  As a matter of fact, before the last four years spent in advertising, and getting my MBA, I thought I was a really bad writer.  That being said, keeping up a blog is a challenge.  And I do better when I have one central theme to focus on.

Problem is, life is a big mishmash, so…my thoughts aren’t seeming to fit into neat, short little blog posts.  Everything is a series of lists, websites, discussions, notes written on small pieces of paper.  But, excitingly, there is progress.  Enough so that focus is beginning to emerge.  If nothing else because I have looming deadlines – ACK!

Thanks to my great friend Cheryl, I have a renter for my townhouse!  But, he’s moving in April 22nd.  Lucky for me, I now work at a Jewish school, and have that whole week off for Passover.  (Yes, universe, I am listening.  And being thankful.)  So, for the first time in 12 or so years, I will have a roommate – my lovely Mom.  She’s a saint, taking in both me and Clover for my last few weeks before I leave.

More good stuff:  News out of Turkey is that they will be hiring 40,000 ESL teachers over the next few years.  Wowza.  I think I can find a job!  School starts in August, so my current thinking is move, enjoy a “free” couple of months acting like a woman of leisure, then start making money, honey.

I’ve also made some great new contacts that are giving me the inside scoop.  Big thanks to Muge, who couldn’t be more helpful!  She’s hooked me up with her family and friends in Istanbul.  I’ll have a great network of people there when I arrive. I’ve also joined InterNations, an online network for global thinkers, and My Merhaba, an online forum for expats in Turkey.

And I’m looking at flats – that would be apartments for the Americans.  🙂  Lately, I’m focusing my search on three or four neighborhoods in Istanbul.  I’m looking at what I’ll actually be able to afford, which is interesting, especially as I can’t exactly drive by them at the moment.

That’s just the big stuff.  I’m also figuring out what to pack/store/sell, medical insurance, banking abroad, shipping a dog thousands of miles, goodbye (for now) parties, and how to eat as much tex-mex and pork possible before leaving.

The good news?  As things are finally coming together, I’m feeling more confident.  You all are bolstering me.  People I don’t even know are offering help.  I continue to be grateful and totally excited about this adventure, and taking you all along with me for the ride!