It seems as if my grown-up life is about to kick off. Move back to time where I am from, real job, steady pay check and hopefully a proper home within reach. Crazy! It seems as if I will be moving over in 3 short weeks, aaah! Where to start? And when will Paul be able to join me?
It looks like I, n a months time, will be working as a Client Coordinator in Gothenburg, and it is exciting. I am working my ass off at the moment, trying to get together the first deal of the season for the company. When everything finally seems to be coming together such trival part of the whole thing, as the transport, has decided to kick and scream and only come at the most redicilous price. Hmm… I am keeping my fingers crossed for an other transport-quote to fall into my mailox within the next hours.
A new door (well… window) has opened.