(I feel the need to preface any news announcement with the statement, “No, I’m not pregnant.” I think if I ever do end up bearing children, out of habit I will tell my family by saying, “We’ve got news! No, I’m not pregnant… but I’m pregnant!”)
So. News. After three years of marriage-by-Skype, I’ve decided to move to Kharkov, Ukraine to live with Alex for about 2 years. I’ve given my notice to UNT, and my last day at the library will be October 28th; I will probably be moving in early November. Our house is on the market, and I’m looking forward to the time off from work to write my dissertation, finish a bunch of articles, and travel with Alex. I plan to reenter the workforce after finishing my PhD, but not yet sure where we’ll be going after the Ukraine gig is up—we’re happy to live adventurously and figure that out when the time comes.
See the map above for my bad-with-geography, strong-on-stereotypes map of Europe that shows Kharkov, Ukraine in relation to places like “Tea Drinkers” and “Where Nessie Lives.” (Click for larger and nearly-readable version.) I’ve written up a “Ukraine FAQ” to answer questions about what Ukraine is like, how we’re making the transition, etc. Feel free to skype, email, etc. with any other questions! I’ll be blogging here regularly about my dissertation progress, the expat experience, our travels, and my struggle to learn Russian.
It’s tremendously exciting, and a wee bit terrifying—exactly as it should be, in my mind. If I’m not a little scared, I’m not pushing myself enough. I’m so very happy to be able to live with Alex again—what a concept!—and to have time for research, travel, and learning. I’m so very sad to leave our family and friends, and it’s only the wonder of the interwebz that makes it even thinkable—I hope to keep up with you all via this blog, skype, facebook, twitter, email, etc. I’ll also post here about when we’ll be in the States (for instance, I’ll be around for several weeks in January).
Also, let me here give a huge THANK YOU to the awesome peeps at UNT Libraries. As the news broke this week, I have had so many people come and say they will miss me, and wish me the best. It’s awesome, it’s humbling, I feel so supported and loved that it makes me blush and say, “well, geez, thanks,” in awkward, geeky ways. Know that I will dearly miss all of you, as well, and will secretly suspect that you’re all having fantastic parties and researching cool topics while I’m away.