i know i’ve been a terrible blogger lately (understatement), but a few days ago we celebrated our year anniversary in dubai. HOLY CRAP! expat life has been both exactly what i expected and the polar opposite. there have been hard moments - being a “trailing spouse” can make you feel pretty useless at times - but i know one thing for sure: i am not the girl i was 365 days ago. i’ve been taking notes for the past few weeks, and here are a few things i’ve learned along the way:
1. a double kiss in greeting is totally normal. you will go into the “real world” and try this on a friend and you will have a semi awkward cheek crash.
2. it’s ok to use stereotypes about my gender to my advantage. i have perfected my “i am just a woman, please help me with *insert various activity here*” face. this is somewhat useful in dragging heavy suitcases, skipping long lines, and getting pulled over in small town texas.
3. america is the best country in the world. there. i said it.
4. if you’re going to move abroad, you better REALLY like your significant other. i wasn’t too concerned about this going in, but i am constantly reminded of how lucky i am in this aspect.
5. it’s important to have some semblance of a routine if you’re playing housewife sans children, even if it’s as cliche as walking to the grocery downstairs at noon everyday for that day’s food.
6. not everyone you meet has your be your OMGBFF. in fact, it’s ok to be without a “best friend” in your city. this was a hard lesson for me to learn.
7. it’s possible to live without an iphone. kinda.
8. seventeen hour flights are no big deal if your family is waiting on the other side. the 15 hour flight back to dubai is not quite as exciting.
9. i love country music. i’m a little concerned that this international lifestyle is turning me into a republican hick.
10. i don’t need a lot of people around me, but i do need some. this ties in with #6.
11. i like to cook! i’m not a great cook, but i’ve learned enough to be confident that i won’t have to serve my family tyson chicken nuggets or tv dinners.
12. i learned how to iron and sweep and mop! don’t laugh, i know this is embarrassing that i didn’t learn this until age 26. back in the states i’d just put on my roomba and let it take care of my floors, and all of ben’s shirts are either dry clean or non-iron, but our dryer sucks and doesn’t get out all the wrinkles. so there you go.
13. modesy isn’t such a bad thing. i’ve gotten so used to covering my shoulders and knees that when i go back to the states i’m continuously amazed at all the hoochie girls (in perfectly reasonable clothing, mind you. my perception has just totally changed.)
14. living far from your family and friends minimizes some problems but magnifies others. you get to avoid most of the day to day drama, but some things end up lost in translation. it’s also too easy to lose touch with people.
15. biological clocks are REAL! i’ll just leave it at that.
16. this is a frivolous, somewhat silly period of my life. it’s important to remember that when i feel too frivolous and silly.
17. it’s important to get out of dubai semi-regularly, if for no other reason than a good dose of reality.
18. it’s never too early for a club beat. i find myself craving club music when i’m in houston.
19. some things are universal; others are not. i was expecting to miss the big things, but it’s the little things that make it feel like home. there’s nothing like a well-timed trip to the chili’s in the dubai mall.
20. sometimes you have to fake it till you make it. say yes to every social invitation, weed them out later. you’re not in a place to be picky about friends!
21. i don’t know what i’d do without my dog. having companionship and responsibility has helped me through more than a few bad days.
22. never let yourself lose it. there have been a few times i haven’t been sucked into sadness just because of sheer will.
23. anyone can travel, but not everyone can be an expat. it takes an entirely different mentality. just because you love to backpack or whatever doesn’t mean you’d enjoy expat life. the novelty of your new home wears off pretty quickly - it’ll come up in waves every now and then, but it is often extremely frustrating and annoying. this also makes it extremely rewarding.
moral of the story: i can’t believe we’ve pulled it off. our situation is different because we travel so much (and spend a good amount of time back in houston), so we haven’t totally settled in the way other people have. also we know that we’ve moving back to houston in a year, which is both comforting and makes it really difficult to make friends - it’s hard for me to get attached to people when i know we’re just going to leave next fall. this has definitely been a crazy adventure. i think my biggest challenge this upcoming year will be to live in the moment (story of my life), and to CHILL about the future. i don’t think i’m meant to be an expat for life, but i wouldn’t trade the experiences i’ve had for anything. and i know that when i’m living in houston in the future, saddled with 800 children, i’ll dream of these long, lazy days.
sorry this got a little personal, but i wanted to be sure to document where i am at this point. maybe i’ll even jump back on the blogging wagon :)







































