Well folks, it had to happen sooner or later, and I do admit that I wish it could have been later. But I have decided, for a number of reasons, to head home this week or next.
I can't stay where I am any more, and have to be out by Monday. I've arranged to stay at my uncle's for a week, and I hope that within this time, or shortly after, I'll have found a flight home. In truth, I'm sick of moving about, and I don't really want to be staying on my own.
If I really wanted to, I could stay - I know enough people and could dig up enough money to keep me afloat here until my friend Nick showed up and we headed to Ireland to work and live. But I don't want to just 'stay afloat'.
All things considered, going home has a lot of advantages, most of them being that it will enable me to make a fair whack of cash in a short amount of time, I'll be able to get my license finally, and I can live rent-free at my folk's place if I so wish. I keep saying I miss all my creature comforts, and I'm looking forward to having them back - my PC, broadband, movies, music, etc. But that's only a small reason for heading home, not the main reason.
My plan, then, is this. I go home, I get to spend Christmas with my family and New Year's with my friends. I work my ass off at a full-time job, hopefully back at my old store if they'll let me on full-time. If not, I find full-time work. I've also got to get some experience doing bar work, so I'll get a job at a bar also, regardless of whether I have a separate full-time job. I have contacts at a couple of places, so it'll be easy. I take a couple of lessons a week and get my license. I save up enough so that I'll be able to travel around Australia with Nikkii when she travels down in June/July for three months, and I head back to the UK to live and work for however long it ends up being (up to two years).
It sounds to me like a good plan, and one that I'm happy with. I'm not fussed about leaving, as I know I'll be back. I've got things to look forward to, but they're useless things to look forward to without money, and I can make far more back home than I could just taking on menial jobs here or in Ireland. I guess some people will say that it's a bit of a cop-out decision - that if I had of toughed it out I could have stayed. Thing is, I KNOW I could stay if I want - but I just don't want to. I'm as happy to be leaving as I am sad, but I'll be back eventually, never fear.
Anyways, just thought I'd let you all know.
Since then I've booked a flight for this Wednesday. I leave Heathrow at 10:50am, and get in to Melbourne at 8:30pm on Thursday after a brief stop-over in Kuala Lumpur. I'm relieved that everything is going to happen fast.. this is going to be both a painful and happy experience.. but still, I kind of just want to get it over and done with. Before the week's out, I'm going to be back home, in my room, and in my bed... safe.