It has been about two months that I have had a list of five things to do that I cannot do in any way. Two months in which I should have found the time, the time has passed, and that list remains there.
A couple of things I have started, but there is still a long way to go to finish them.
The real problem, however, is not finding the time before the month is out; the real problem is making others understand what it means to organise an international move and that if you refuse to make further commitments, you are not doing so because you have suddenly decided to exclude everyone else from your life.
I am beginning to run out of words to explain myself, and I am very sorry. And maybe that’s why I’m writing it here: it’s not at all easy to think about taking everything you’ve kept in more than forty years of life, deciding what to keep and what is superfluous, throwing away what doesn’t make sense to keep, putting away the things you care most about and giving away everything else. And the funny thing is that even giving away things that are in good condition but are extra to you is a problem.
In short, it is much more complicated than it may seem.
And in the list above, there are other things besides that, for example, redoing the English CV, which already exists, but as it is the key to finding a job, I have to revise and edit it.
Let’s also consider that I will be working until 24 December, part-time, three days a week. However, those three days are still out of the account of available time. Finally, there are necessary things like a medical examination that I will be doing tomorrow but which involves two days of preparation, one of which, today, is quite demanding.
In short, hurry up, it’s late, and time flies.
And forgive me for being a little absent.