Category: Background

  • Explorar as minhas opções

    Explorar as minhas opções

    Explore my options

    In January 2022, I realized that I needed to make a drastic change in my life, but now I had to figure out what would make me happier.

    I knew that I wanted to be able to work fully remotely from anywhere. Part of that was covid-consciousness. And part of that was because I knew I was done with Atlanta, but didn’t know for sure where would be next.

    So first, I focused on figuring out how I would support myself if I walked away from my tenured academic librarian job making $102K/year. I know that’s not a lot for folks coming from a corporate background, but that was more than I ever expected to make. So walking away from that was a big fucking deal for me.

    I did all of career change stuff you’re supposed to do, researching different options, doing information interviews, and so on.

    And then I stumbled across a video series on becoming a book coach and fell in love. They were promoting their own training program, which I did not sign up for, but that sent me down a rabbit hole of researching coaching as a profession and the different training programs available.

    And then, I talked to my boss about enrolling in a coach training program as professional development.

    I had become a department head in 2019, and at some point my supervisor (the library dean) brought up the idea of me enrolling in a leadership development program. But, I didn’t have a high opinion of the well-known leadership development programs for academic librarians, so I didn’t jump on that idea then.

    Lots of librarians aspire to attend the Harvard Leadership Institute for Academic Librarians. But the two people I knew who had completed that program were incredibly toxic leaders. Looking back on it, I can see that you get out what you put into programs like that – they were toxic before it, and so it didn’t fix them. But at the time, I didn’t see the value in a program that turned out graduates like them.

    Even though I didn’t want to enroll in the same programs, I deserved the same investment in my development as a leader that those other department heads received .

    So when I made my case, it was approved.

    And coaching skills ARE incredibly valuable as a leadership skill. After graduating and leaving my job, I wound up developing a program to teach core managerial coaching skills to library leaders. There’s a growing body of research backing this up as important leadership development!

    I started my program in August 2022 and graduated in April or May 2023.

    Once that part of my story was in motion, it was time to start exploring where I wanted to go. Some of the factors that were important to me included:

    • covid response
    • gun policies (I was so sick of playing the “gunshots or fireworks” game)
    • cost of living
    • time zone conversions
    • immigration policies

    An unspoken assumption here was that I’d continue mostly working with folks in North America, because that’s where my entire existing network is.

    As much as I love some parts of Asia, that was not even an option because the time zone math for when I would have to be awake to meet with anyone in the US or Canada.

    I’m a night owl, not an early riser!

    I considered Mexico, but decided that their gun policies are too lax. I know that Brasil is popular, but they elected Bolsonaro. Now, I respect that they responded to his attempted coup the way the US should have responded to the Jan 6 insurrection, but then I was still holding it against them that they could ever elect him!

    And this is where I came back around to that serendipitous conversation with a neighbor that I mentioned in the last post.

    Portugal doesn’t entirely ban gun ownership, but it’s a lot more restricted than it is in the US. And the time zone conversion works in my favor as a night owl – for the first time in my life, I’m happy to meet with you at 8 am, because if you’re in EST, then that’s 1pm for me!

    And, my former neighbor told me about the Americans & Friends PT facebook group, which maintains a step-by-step guide of everything you need to get a visa to move here. That meant that I wouldn’t have to figure the process out on my own.

    On paper, Portugal looked like a great option. At the time, you could qualify for citizenship after just 5 years of legal residence. (Technically, that’s still the law for now, but the right-leaning Parliament is trying to change that. They’ve passed a law extending the time to 10 years of residency, but that’s under review by the Constitutional Court).

    So, my thinking was that if I moved here and didn’t love it, I could stay long enough to get citizenship, and then move somewhere else in the EU. Of course, that mindset is part of why they’re trying to extend the time to citizenship!

    But, I had never once set foot in Portugal at this point!

    Quitting my job, selling my house, and moving to a country I had never been to seemed like a ginormous leap.

    I considered it.

    As part of my coach training program, we spent a lot of time practicing on one another – sometimes in class, and sometimes outside of class.

    I love being the one doing the coaching, but I sometimes found it challenging to come up with topics to be coached on 😂 So I wound up spending a lot of time getting coached through these decisions about where to move to and how to move forward.

    And through that, I came around to the idea of asking to work fully remotely from Portugal for 8 weeks.

    I was functionally working pretty much fully remotely at that time still, only going to campus once or twice a semester. So I probably could have gotten away with just going, but I felt better getting approval.

    I’ll write separate posts about that journey. But the short version is that I spent about a week each in several different cities, from Porto to the southern coast, to get a sense for whether I’d actually like to live here, and if so, where.

    Despite all the problems with Airbnb, I used them on this trip to book apartments in residential areas instead of the touristy areas. I ate at restaurants plenty, but I also went to markets and grocery stores to cook at “home”. And, I did actually work remotely. My goal was to get a sense of what it would be like to actually live here, not just vacation here.

    I traveled entirely by train, which somewhat limited where I went, but still left me with plenty of options.

    And when I did find myself feeling something like homesick, it wasn’t for the US. It was for the city I had stayed in before moving on to where I was then.

    That was my sign.

    I’m enjoying telling this story in chronological order, so I won’t say too much here. But it’s been about a year and 11 months since I moved into my apartment here in Lisbon, and I feel as at home here as I have anywhere else that I’ve lived.

    Who knows what the future will bring, but for now, Benfica is home.

  • Onde esta história começou

    Where this story began

    Once upon a time, I was a tenured faculty librarian at a mid-sized regional state university. There’s a lot that I loved about that job. I bought a house and planned to spend the rest of my career there.

    And then, we got the double whammy of a toxic university president who started right at the very beginning of covid. To be fair, the university admin didn’t directly affect me personally, so much as I spent a lot of time being angry on behalf of other people. But morale across campus dropped through the floor.

    I know that living through a pandemic was traumatic for most of us. I didn’t see anything more than photos of how bad it was in places like New York City. But living in Atlanta while following actual epidemiologists and other experts was its own brand of awful.

    I don’t honestly remember a time when I could go to the grocery store and see more than half of the other shoppers wearing a mask. Maybe it happened at the very beginning, but my memory of that time was feeling like no one was in touch with reality.

    But then, the vaccine came out. Georgia was way behind the curve in terms of vaccine rates. But, data quickly started showing that while the vaccine protects against the most acute symptoms, it doesn’t prevent all infections or long covid. And frankly, that’s what always scared me. I’m not in any rush to die, but I’m also not afraid of death. But I make my living with my brain – debilitating brain fog could take away my ability to provide for myself. And I keep myself sane by going for long walks – stories of marathon runners no longer being able to walk a block without getting out of breath terrified me.

    And that feels like a digression, but it’s part of why I reacted so strongly to the next big university policy decision.

    As soon as the CDC dropped their mask mandate, the University System of Georgia issued a new mandate: we were not allowed to require anyone to wear a mask anywhere on campus.

    So you expect me to come to work in an office on campus, but I can’t ask someone to wear a mask to reduce my risk of catching a potentially disabling disease?

    I got the message loud and clear that my employer didn’t care whether I lived or died or became disabled.

    I’m still not entirely over the moral injury that caused.

    But, back then, I was able to work almost entirely remotely.

    This was all simmering in the background, until it boiled over.

    One day in January 2022, I went to take my dog for her daily walk.

    And I was GROUCHY.

    Like, right off the bat, grumbling about these fucking assholes who always put their garbage bins in the middle of the fucking sidewalk instead of having any consideration for anyone who might be trying to walk here…

    On a side street where you have to walk out into the street regularly anyway, because the sidewalks are busted all to hell. Because Atlanta treats sidewalks as the homeowner’s responsibility instead of as a public good, and the city had disinvested in this neighborhood for decades.

    Like, yeah, they were inconsiderate, but my reaction was all out of proportion.

    And I started reflecting on just why I was reacting so strongly.

    I realized that I just wasn’t happy where I was. Even golden handcuffs chafe.

    I realized that I needed to make a drastic change.

    By the end of that walk, I felt lighter than I had in a long time. I didn’t know what that change would look like yet, but I had a project to get started on, instead of just feeling stuck.

    A serendipitous conversation

    Back in December 2021, I had a conversation with a neighbor that could have been nothing, but turned out to have a big influence on the next few years.

    She was planning to gtfo the US, and was in the process of getting her ducks in a row* to move to Portugal.

    And she was so excited to tell me all the reasons!

    One that stood out to me was the fact that within something like 6 months of the covid vaccine coming out, something like 85-90% of the population was fully vaxxed.

    At this point, I was still attached to the security of tenure and planning to stay where I was.

    But when I realized that I needed to make a change, thinking back on this conversation opened my range of possibilities.

    Graffiti along the Westside Beltline in Atlanta, GA

    * I can’t remember the first time I heard that expression – “ducks in a row” – but I didn’t realize that was a thing that actually happens until I went to Indonesia in 2008 for a language training program, back when I planned to become an anthropologist!

    A farmer with his ducks walking neatly in a row in Central Java, Indonesia in 2008