Before we hop on that plane tomorrow (tomorrow!) - and because it has been a long time since I sat down to write - setting aside time to reflect upon and write about my "grown up gap year" thus far. Truth be told, this post has been put off and put off and put off again because who would want to read it, anyway? But with the clock ticking down the hours until we fly off, I will finish this work in progress knowing that someday (very soon), I'll wonder what I have to show for my hiatus from full-time employment. So I'll just leave this here, if for no other reason than to remind myself what I did with the unexpected opportunity to step away from work for a while.
First, a few things I have not been doing. Not that there is anything wrong with any of these activities, but assumptions are made about how an "expat wife" or (my favorite) "trailing spouse" spends their time.
- Sleeping in/napping
- Going out to lunch
- Learning Portuguese
- Sunbathing by the pool
- Tennis lessons
Beyond the schedule of my Learning Partner commitment, I'm on my own.What has been perhaps the best aspect of this gap year is not having to do a thing for myself before everyone heads out the door - no shower, no checking work email, no getting frustrated with anyone because they're not moving fast enough or finding their shoes or filling their water bottles. I am totally relaxed. I wake up, pour whatever is left from the French press into a mug, say goodbye to Jonah, calmly make Liam's lunch (two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches), make sure the boys have something for breakfast, run through the checklist of what is needed for the day, chit chat, and off they go. Since we live on campus, they stroll out the door between 7:30-7:45am and after that, all is quiet until the boys return home - at either 3:00 or 4:00, depending on whether they have an after school activity.
A few or more hours each week are spent volunteering around campus. I contributed to the design of our school's new website (to be launched in January) and really enjoyed collaborating with the team from across the community. An ongoing endeavor has me spending time in the secondary school library updating the series collection. It's a simple task - updating the online catalog, labeling books, and making the bookshelves look pretty - but so satisfying. A third volunteer gig is reading with a class of kindergarten students. My task is simply to listen, to be the audience while they practice their skills. Oh my, they are so tiny and adorable and chatty.
Without work email bombarding my inbox, there is time to actually read books - a luxury usually reserved for vacation. Two incredible resources for finding the next great book - Goodreads and the public library where we spend each summer. If not familiar with Goodreads, it's social media for readers. And thanks to OverDrive, books are magically downloaded to our Kindles in Luanda from our library in small-town Massachusetts.
Listed below are books, podcasts, documentaries I've read/listened to/watched (in chronological order) from July to December. There is a theme connecting several of them (and other media recently consumed), chosen to further my understanding of current events by learning more about American history.
Other activities occupying my time include planning upcoming travels, a bit of family tree research on ancestry.com, and participating in sporty activities. Last weekend, the boys and I participated in our school's touch rugby tournament. This video captures some great moments (including one of Asa's tries at about the 3:35 mark) and the fun spirit of this community.
Before that reality sets in, we will be road-schooling around Southern Namibia for the next three weeks. Blog posts will happen in January with updates via Instagram while we are away.
For those curious about what the holiday season looks like in Luanda, a photo from the Shop Rite entrance. No shortage of Christmas decor here.
And today there was a DJ set up outside the store:
Wishing our family and friends a wonderful holiday and all the very best in the New Year!
Did you say Jonah was dancing? VERY subtle moves.
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