
I suppose I knew it was going to happen as my life is full of impermanence, but it has come as quite a shock to discover that not only does my contract at Proximus end on the 29th June, but my tenure in Jim and Olga's apartment, my home for the last two and a half years ends the following day.
I will be homeless and jobless! Not that I am really worried as this is part of my way of life for the last 11 years, but I will miss Brussels as I've made lots of very good friends here.
What next? Where next?
Well, I'm not really sure...
I had planned to hang around Brussels for a couple of months doing nothing much, but to do that I need somewhere to live and I hadn't factored in the rapidity of the sale of Jim and Olga's house. Usually such things take 3 or 4 months, but mysteriously Jim's purchaser has managed to get the whole thing sorted in a record breaking six weeks. Could it be anything to do with the fact that she is a lawyer?
Anyway I've got a walking holiday in the Alsace to look forward to in mid July and I am off to Mexico for the America's Interhash at the end of August. If I've got somewhere to live I'll swan around Belgium and France, otherwise who knows...
To add to the confusion there is a possibility I may end up in Dublin in the very near future, nothing is certain, and I know not to count my chickens, but it does make decision taking more complex.
The way the end of the contract has coincided with the loss of the apartment and the opportunity in Ireland would make me believe in a conspiracy, if I was paranoid...

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