Saudi to Jordan

Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.

The reasons I accepted a job in Saudi for a high profile Sheikh and his doctor wife as a nanny, all those years ago are sad ones. Morbid, even. But those stories can wait.

Going there was certainly a risk. Saudi? Yikes, that’s a bit different from anything I was ever used to. It was quite the experience. For two years, living inside the walls of a family compound. Not many outsiders got to see and witness the inner sanctum, like I did.

It’s true I was mightily relieved to get headhunted for a job taking me to Jordan, and I could move on. This next job was the best I’ve ever had. Career-wise at the top of my game an incredible, unforgettable experience.

Sorted

Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

My email. I love sorting, decluttering, call it what you will,but with a stylists head on. Not an officey kinda thing. So the inbox will need to wait.

Years ago, when I was about to leave a nanny’s job in Saudi. I was given a task, made for me, really.

Sheikh A and his family were moving into a seaside lux apartment, facing a mosque.

I had been there two years’ call to prayer was nothing new, but I didn’t think I could hack the early doors version. Luckily, I was headhunted for a new position in a neighbouring country.

On one particular day, I was given a lovely space in the apartment, which was to be the kids’ play room. All their kit, their toys, books, etc. had literally been collected up and dumped into the containers.

‘ Bring it on’.

I spent several hours doing my thing. Unpacking and arranging. No one had dropped by, so when they did I was soo pleased to read their faces. They were taken aback. I’d excelled myself. The space looked amazing.

I left the next day. Job done.