The beginning of the end
I knew it was coming. In fact, I am sure I am pretty instrumental in him making his decision.
However, I still don’t want it to happen.
LELI is leaving.
I can’t really complain - after all, it is a bit of a double standard, because it was entirely possible I’d have moved away with my job. And I know me leaving work and getting another job gave him the shove he needed to move on, after 4 years of constant moaning about it.
But I still don’t want him to go.
It was really hard, because he was asking me for advice, and using me as a sounding board for him to make his decision. In the end he had two job offers, one in London, one back in his home country.
Of course, he had to go and choose the one back home didn’t he, making it even harder for me to go and visit.
Still, I will get to go and do some serious shopping when I do go and visit!