It’s been 6 years + 6 months – 👋🏾 hello! again
The Update….
SO, it’s been a while something like 6 years + 6 months… and my last post was about death, as the death theme in my life calmed down a bit, it was quickly replaced by global death.
We had a whole M*tthaF*ck!n PANDEMIC! 🤯 the world proper went wabby, fights over toilet paper, all manner of face gear before folks just got simple masks, we was wiping all our groceries and wearing gloves for everything but taking a shit. There was a lot of death, but nature got a much needed break, we all got “locked down” so nature didn’t have to deal with our destructive ass!
And for a moment, it was kinda nice, peaceful. I’m not gonna lie, I really enjoyed Lockdown. Not having to think of excuses, or just plain cancelling plans, my Pyjama game levelled UUUPPP, and I read a whole lot. No, I wasn’t one of those who went obsessive over exercise, perhaps I should have, but really work was intense for me, I worked ALOT. so much so that when we were coming out of the ‘quiet’ life, I prolapsed a disc while creaming my feet after a shower, b/c I had spent the previous 6 months working 14 hours days, 7 days a week, to get a new ERP system ready and implemented.
What else happened in the last 6 years + 6 months❓❓
- Worked in another 2 different companies, one health tech, the other law
- Enjoyed the quiet time of the pandemic and fed my hermit-love as much as I could (for an otherwise wild time)
- Saw oodles of Theatre, and exhibitions as London does best
- Prolapsed a disc (mentioned that) but that led to 3 months of being in bed, cause I couldn’t do much else
- Realised I didn’t enjoy living in London anymore and definitely didn’t want to work for no predominantly white company again
- Got my husband (aka pulmonary sarcoidosis), very much under control, so much so that I am officially in remission and got the ‘go forth and migrate’ from my brilliant NHS respiratory + rheumatology teams the day before I did
- And most importantly, decided to leave London & return home to Trinidad, packed up my 21 year London life in 3 weeks and came home to start my entrepreneurial journey from my childhood bedroom.
And that’s what brings us here folks, I figured why not document this journey, perhaps some of my observations or experiences can help another expat looking to return home. And frankly, it will keep my mind busy instead of panicking about my life choices which I can’t do anything about while my the entire contents of my flat are on a ship in the middle of the Altantic ocean.
So if you’re interested, come along with me, you’ll get unadulterated, sometimes rambling thoughts on the what will inevitably be quite the ride of re-settling into Trinidad life, after a very very long sabbatical in somebody’s other country, and building a creative and business operations studio for the amazing Entrepreneurs, Creatives and SMEs of Trinidad & Tobago and the globe, cause I …
Live Trinidad, Work Global.
How yuh like the tag line? I have 3 – they say 3 is a good number – easy to remember, multiple uses – blah, blah, blah. They just resonate with me, nah.
Global Reach, Local Touch.
is another, AND
Unlock Potential, Power Creativity.
More on why I have tag lines another time, tag a long (see what I did there) to find out, I mean really, it’s just that cause I started my own business studio, What Is, Must Is. (lovlingly called Wi, Mi) and I’ve always wanted a tag line. (iconic shit!)
Right, so this is me done for now.
Talk later on new adventures – there will be observations, questions, expected confusion from encounters & adventures w/ the Original Gangster, KB (my mother) and hopefully 🤞🏾some helpful info for any hopeful repatriating Trinbagonians.
Until next time,
take care of you.
- ps – I’m a couple weeks in, so expect a flurry of posts to catch you up before it settles into a weekly cadence.
