I am preparing to work abroad for a six month stint. Not the first time I've done it, actually, I am semi-retired and have been doing it for 12 years now.
But...it doesn't get any easier. I have to leave my wife, kids, comfortable home, motorcycles, many pets, and the sun and surf of the south pacific.
I have a week yet before I fly, but I started spinning real bad today.
I guess I should thank the watchliar society for affording me the opportunity to print and sell their rags while I was a young man, rather than working for me and mine with a view to retirement.
Sorry, just venting. Thanks for listening.