I don't know what it is about life, but it seems, that everything that is perfect in it, comes at the wrong time. When I was young I would have killed for a job that involved travel, but married, with kids, travel for work is difficult.
Three years ago now? Maybe four, I was offered a job in PR work for a major fashion brand in the GCC. Absolutely something I should have adored but for the catch---it meant jetting over to Dubai every other weekend, Paris twice a year, and Beirut a few times a year. I just couldn't do it and I didn't even have kids then. My husband is Omani and jealous so I totally use that as an excuse, but the fact is, I've travelled a lot of my life, and never settled in one house for more than 3-4 years at a time, so I just feel it would be impossible to do. I'd love it for maybe two months and then dread it.
But when it comes down to this stage, I am building my own home (I want to be there, be part of the design process) money is a factor. I've been offered a new job, a way better one, with a better salary, and the job would be so much easier than the job I have now, less would be expected of me, and I probably could actually clean my own house more than the 1 day a week I try to devote for that now (still avoiding getting a housemaid despite the fact that I apologize to guests every time they show up at my door and avoid inviting people over). So why not take it---more family time, easier working day (albeit a 7am-2am schedule---so an Omani version of a 9-5)? The catch is travel. It seems to make more money in Oman means agreeing to travel to exciting and exotic locations. Which really, I'd prefer not to do while working, better on vacation, with my man, and the cutest wardrobe ever, if I am honest with myself.
Sure the travel is almost always first class, or at least business (which I am too cheap to fly on my own ha ha as all my friends will have ruefully experienced if they let me book our tickets). Sure we would go to super interesting places. But really, leaving my husband, my family, and as a Muslim, questioning should I ever do that? : Jealous husband and Islamic beliefs make a convenient excuse, but when it comes down to it, I don't really know what I want beyond a home and a family so...
Until I decide...if what I need is more important than what I want/believe....
---And shouldn't belief always ALWAYS ALWAYS outweigh what one wants or needs?
"But you have a driver and so travel without a Maharam to work everyday ANYWAYS" a relative insists.
Ugh. I am in dilemna. I don't know what to do. Until I have to decide, I have the excuse of my word, and I promised to stay at my work until I finish my project...
I love excuses. I have many for why I haven't gotten my license yet depsite the fact that I know how to drive better than 70% of the folks I see ON the road in Muscat....but yeah, as the old adage goes, if you want something, you'll get it, if you don't, you'll find excuse.....
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