Actually this move isn't even 100% confirmed as Dear Hubby is still looking at places like Rio de Janeiro (pray hard for us, PB!) and even staying on here in KL but I find it easier to settle my mind if I tell myself that we are going back to the UK. If I don't, I feel as if I'm in limbo. Too many "what if's" and "maybe's" drive me nuts.
So I'm going back to being an expat. I quite enjoy being a stranger in a strange land but I tell you what - I'm going to SO miss my nasi lemak, my dim sum, my roti canai, my nasi kandar - all the lovely things that make me think of home. I love my pork pies and sausage rolls too but they're not home comforts for me. Yes, yes I know... these bloody migrants who have no idea of British ways... *puts hand up*... me!
What I will not miss are stupid Malaysian drivers who double-park everywhere and can't drive for toffee. I won't miss the increasingly silly political scene here in my home. I won't miss dodging potholes and motorbikes.
I am looking forward to shopping in Asda (so sad, I know...), dressing in layers and being able to wear knee-high boots without looking like an idiot. We have lots of friends in Aberdeen so I won't exactly be all by my lonesome self if we do settle there and that's a comforting thought. I am also looking forward to low humidity and zero sweating... bye-bye frizzy hair, yay!
If anyone's got tips on how to survive Scottish weather, I'm all ears. Or eyes... seeing as you'll be typing and I'll be reading them. It's no use asking Dear Hubby things like "What sort of coat do I need for spring?" as he's an extremely toasty sort of person and has little use for coats and jumpers the moment winter is over.
Now excuse me while I browse the wonder that is Asos.com and prepare to bust the credit card... again.