I debated talking about this until closer to the time but you know what? It’s on my mind 24/7 so I have to just let it out.
For a long while, my plans had been to renew my contract in March and stay for a 3rd year. That was what I told my friends, my family, my colleagues, my students, and anyone else who happened to ask.
I reasoned that by the end of this contract year, I’d have paid off all my credit card debt so why not stay for a 3rd year and get a nice amount of savings?
There was no reason to leave. I mean, I’m pretty settled into my nice big apartment; I know where all my local markets and supermarkets are, how to send presents home, how to connect my Korean and British bank accounts; I have a ton of school holidays and am paid a nice amount every month.
I’ve got a good thing going here.
So why have I spent the last 12 months obsessively checking ESL job listing sites?
I reasoned that it was just interesting to see what was out there for when I leave Korea. It was curiosity.
But then I began to apply for some, just to see what would happen.
I even interviewed for a few.
And, all the while, I told myself that I already had the better deal here. Nothing was ever going to come from them.
It was all just a cute game.
And then I was offered a job.
Something big. Something different. Something exciting.
In a city.
A city that had everything I’d been missing … like live music, theatre, subways, zumba classes, multiculturalism, REAL vegetarian food … just crazy hectic city life that I crave and long for.
And the job?
Teaching. But not ESL.
Everyone in the city already speaks English so I’d be a literacy teacher to primary school children.
It was an opportunity for me to gain a new, fresh experience.
So I began to think about it.
And the more I thought about it, the happier I found myself. I smiled every day at both the idea of moving to this city and the thought of leaving my current job. In fact, I hadn’t been this happy since last winter vacation, when I was away from everything.
Because, the truth of the matter is, I’ve been pretty miserable for the last year and a half. No matter what I’ve tried to do to improve things, I’ve never been able to pull myself out of this funk.
That is, until recently.
The idea of leaving Korea suddenly brought so much light into my life.
For the last year, I’ve been thinking about all the things I want to do when I leave. In fact, it’s all I ever think about.
I can never be here and now because my mind is in that post-Korea zone.
It was a pretty easy decision.
In March, I won’t be renewing my contract.
Instead, I will be getting on a plane and moving to …
I really couldn’t be happier with this choice.
I mean, look at some of the stuff they have, guys.
There’s a school for mermaids …
And a Batman cafe!
And, no pressure, but this sounds promising:
Don’t get me wrong. I’m not going to go into this job assuming everything will suddenly be sunshine and rainbows and I’ll never have a bad day again. Moving is hard so there’s bound to be a few bumps along the way. But I have a good feeling about this. A really good feeling.
The countdown begins.
I have 8 weeks left of school; 1 week of winter camp; 4 weeks of winter vacation; 1 graduation week; 1 week of deskwarming; 3 weeks of the new school year …
And then I’m gone.
On to the next chapter of my life.