The plan was for a career change, but most importantly a life style change.
There came a time in my life where I felt life was standing still. Personally, professionally, emotionally, I was going nowhere, something was missing and I was looking for a change.
I went away on holidays for a break and to get away from routine, but when I returned, it was the same old thing again! Why couldn’t holidays last forever????? Because than they would become routine and no longer exciting and we all need some excitement in life!!!
After almost 20 years in the corporate world of the International Logistics industry, 7 of those last years in the same company, I thought maybe I’ve overdone my stay and it was time to move on. Maybe this was the change I was looking for. However I walked out of my first job interview feeling flat, un-excited, bored and realized that changing jobs was not the solution I was looking for.
How about moving overseas for 12 months? That’s almost a permanent holiday, it’s a change of job, and who knows what doors can open up from it and the different people I would meet. I have an EU passport, I have no real commitments at home, what’s stopping me??
Ok, so where do I start? Ask for a transfer to one of our many overseas offices? What country? The UK perhaps? It’s where our head office is located. I have contacts there and no language barrier. But then? After a couple of months, after settling in, won’t it be the same stress? The same clients? The same job and just the same monotonous in a different environment? Except it will be away from my friends, my family, and having to deal with the cold gloomy English weather!!! Mmmm, was this a wise idea? Maybe not a transfer! Maybe not England!
I headed to the internet and typed in ‘overseas jobs’. I left the option of which country I was looking in blank, I was ready to consider anywhere and anything. Waiting tables on an exotic Island for all I cared. After reading through many advertisements and coming across many different types of jobs over several days, BINGO , there it was, ‘ Live in care UK’.
I’ve worked in an office in the same industry all my life, can I do this? The ad says no experience necessary, they offer a week’s training fully paid for and free meals and accommodation whilst in training. At the end of training, they offer a 3 month contract of work which includes meals, and accommodation and a pay that will be enough for a trip around Europe at the end of the three months. They even pick you up from the train station to take you to the training facility!! Almost sounded too good to be true! I had my doubts, but after I had the company checked out and made sure they were legit, I felt confident that I wasn’t going to be collected from the station and be taken to a dungeon never to be seen alive again!
This was it, I thought, I’m gonna give it a go. It’s a three-month contract, how bad can it be? If I don’t like it I spend summer in Europe than go back home!
And so I started with the process of applying, after a successful interview on Skpe, I got the job! The company ENA Care Group (ena.co.uk) where ready to train me as soon as I was ready to get myself to the UK. So I finally packed up my life, I packed my house and stored my belongings. I resigned from my corporate, stressful, unsatisfying rat race of a job, a career in Freight Forwarding that I dedicated a big chunk of my life building, packed a suitcase and a backpack, said farewell to my family, friends and my cat Junior – who was kindly adopted by my parents, and left my beautiful home town Melbourne Australia and everything familiar to me and headed for England.
That was 11 months ago, I have since worked 2, 3 month contracts, did some shorter placements, did a great two month solo trip around Europe and am looking forward to a trip to Brazil at the end of February, less than a month away!! I took the plunge and set off to the UK. I’m not sure what I’m looking for here, but now that I am here, I am glad I made the move. I love my new job, I love my new life, and I am happy. I’m glad I was not afraid to follow my dreams. If you don’t take risks in life, you stand still and you don’t move forward. Follow your dreams, the grass maybe greener on the other side after all! That 12 month plan expires in March, only a month away and I can confidently say, that I won’t be back home to Melbourne March this year! Why would I? I decide when I work, how long I work, when I go on holiday and for how long. Working for three months than exploring another part of this beautiful world suits me brilliantly. Why would I want to return to the rat race of the corporate world again!! No thanks, to some this may not be considered ‘A real job’, but I worked a real job for 20 years, now it’s time to live life! Go out there explore, live, and enjoy! It’s the best thing I’ve ever done!