I have not been blogging for a while for a simple reason; I am in the process of an international move, to the United Kingdom (Outside London).

When people find out, they have one of two reactions:

• One reaction is the one that my wife gets frequently: ‘Oh, really? Are you happy with that or were you forced to go because of Michael’s work? You know it rains there right?’
• The other reaction is the one you would expect, congratulations and a spat of questions. What job? Why? What a great experience!   

For us, it was a journey that started 3 years ago. I still remember those initial conversations which centred around the question of ‘Is this it?’ We discussed that life was pretty good. Nice house, lots of friends, close to family, great job with career options and close to lots of great activities. But was this it?

I will openly admit, it is a question I probably never would have asked if left to my own devices. But the more we talked about it, the more we realized that we were up for something else.

And so, I decided to change jobs. I have a few friends who remember when I made that mental change. It was pretty cut and dry, I simply changed my goal from reducing my handicap (It was approaching single digit after much hard work) and pursued a new role.

I had to fight hard to get that role (Long story, corporate memory is an interesting thing) but got it. Over the last 2 1/2 years, thanks to a great team and hard work meeting opportunity, it all paid off and we did very well. Because of that, I began pursuing the next stage of the plan, getting the word out that I was interested in a move and voila, a year earlier than I planned, we are moving.

Never estimate the power of goals.

The adventure begins.