Tuesday, June 15, 2010

It's the hesitation that bugs..

I had an interview with Shanghai last week. A phone interview, that is. The reality that I will possibly live in another country is both exciting and scary at the same time. I think the interview went relatively well, but it was clear Shanghai is not an easy job. It's not a 9-5 job; perhaps more like a 7-9 job? I hope not, but somewhere like that.

I actually don't know which job they'll offer me either. The concern was more on my taking two major changes at once: Moving overseas, and then moving up into a management role. They were concerned it might be too much of a change at once. I can see their point. I just need to wait and see what they offer me.

I don't think I would have gotten the job if it hadn't been for my references. They said my references were exceptional, and they have been digging around.

I'm a bit torn though. On one hand, I have a once in a lifetime opportunity to work overseas - not just any job, but a job that will fast track my career. I take this 7-9 job, and I will become an excellent leader within 2-3 years there - something that would take me close to 5-7 years if I stay in Australia, realistically. I would live comfortably, and I would be able to come back to Australia when I want to. High risk because I might fail miserably over there i.e. The Peter Principle; low risk because I have a fall back position if it's not what I want, which doesn't come around very often. It sounds like an easy decision, but my heart is still resisting.

Do I want to work 12-14 hour days? Do I want to work MORE than when I worked at Transit? The rewards are big, don't get me wrong. They will pay me a comfortable salary. I will have opportunities to travel, to live decently, the experience will definitely make me a stronger person. I have enough of the right people in places to make sure my package, and return ticket will be adequate. I have enough opportunity to see what I'm getting myself into. But still, it will be hard yakka.

But it's when I come home, and, moments like the one I'm in right now make me wonder why I want to leave. Yuki is sleeping on my lap, and Pepper is close to him too. My herbs are growing well. I look around this home that I've created in the last 18 months, and it makes me wonder why I want to leave all this. I don't, really. I'm going to miss these puppies when I leave. I'm going to miss my bed. I'm going to miss the girls. I'm going to miss my family. And, I'll also be leaving behind the exceptional support I've been getting these past 18 months at work.

I always seem to start from scratch every two years, and I'm tired of it. If I go, I'll need to start again twice more at the very least: when I move over, and when I move back. All that hard work building up the rapport, the respect that I get.. I gotta do again.

I just need to wait and see. But it's highly likely I won't need to wait long. Let's see.

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