Fork in the Road

No thinking, just doing.

I'm still dizzy from the boat. The work review hasn't happened yet, postponed for today.

Yesterday was a bit chaotic. I was split between catching up on my own work, of which there's quite a bit left, and helping Anna out with another job application.

She has applied three times, got rejected on two due to lack of experience and the other one seemed like a bust. The job offer was put up from the start with someone specific already lined up for it.

She's now applying for a Project Management position. Although the chances are slim, we're convinced that applying yields a better result than not, regardless of success. It's practice, it's iterating her CV, it's motivational in the sense we feel there's still a horse in the race.

However we have around two months to line-up our next step. An idea that struck my mind is to commit to a six month period in a different household. We move in together around Ulm or Munich, for six months in a way that allows her to keep her current job and I can start exploring different options. She is still committed to Portugal though. I can technically provide for us both (assuming no excesses) so we could also opt to just risk for Portugal and see what works there. After six months we review where we are and either decide to stay as we are, or make another change.

It does seem like the options are: either stay in Germany and I diversify as she keeps looking for a job that allows for a smooth transition, or we venture to Portugal and I hold on to my job as she scrambles to get hers.