Well,
Its come down to my last REAL weekend in Cape Town...its a stunning day and I am indoors...cleaning!!! My Saturday routine is to change soon. Tomorrow we hit Table Mountain again. This is how me and the training crew have decided to spend the last training session. Let me just tell you, I am now not as keen to relive the Table Mountain Torture Session tomorow as when I first suggested we hike TM again before I leave. I have serious thoughts to pull out tomorow...and I have good reason.
This is the last week of Cape Town life. The last week of having an office door with my name on it. The last week with my Cape Town 'family'. My last week of IDWITHELD. My last week of Ricoffy and shaken 2%. Last strenuous week of being a First Aider.
But it is a week for packing. Crying. Little sleep. Acid rising in the stomach ("butterflies in my tummy"). Stress? No. Training. Newspaper fingers. Moving. Lifting and loading. Then...
...8 hours drive HOME...
The silence on route home will be very loud. That's a given...
"Dear X,
This letter serves to confirm my resignation. My last working day will be 31 May 2010.
Thank you very much for the oppertunity to work here. I leave a better person than when I started.
Many thanks,
Tanya Nel"
On Monday, 26 April 2010, I handed in my resignation letter which read something like the above. It's amazing how one small action can close one chapter of your life and open the next.
"Tanya, welcome to your new life!"
After that, I would get my international driver's licence, go to SARS to register for tax, email previous employers for my IRP5's, sell a couple pieces of furniture, pay R7250 for my return, direct flight, interview applicants for my position and shed my first tear with my boss about leaving.
I have such mixed feelings about London. Its like a black hole in front of me that I am 2 steps away from falling into. Will it lead to happiness and good memories or many more tears and dissapointment? Its bitter sweet. But one things for sure, whether it works out or not, I wont regret using the oppertunity because now I dont have to look back and not regret NOT having tried it. That's all I ever wanted with this. Not to have regrets. Not doing something when you could have. Missing out. With some things in life you only get one chance and this is one of those things. Sometimes I do think that maybe, just maybe...I am a little too old to do this?
The Rennies are moving to PE, end 2011!!
That gives me a time frame with which to work. Maybe I should just blow next year and do random jobs instead of doing something in PR / Marketing like I said I would. You know, it would freak me out to know that I am coming back to search for a "office enviroment' again. I think that could prevent me from coming back...hmmmm. Definately something to think about considering I said I would never stay there longer than like 2 years...
My life in Cape Town ends in less than 2 weeks. Im nervous. She's been good to me and I am going to miss her very much.
I HEART YOU CAPE TOWN!!!
