I met my English husband in Sydney in 2003: from the outset I told him it would be a "two-for" as I was not interested in staying in Australia long term. We moved back to Vancouver in 2005. While he had no difficulties finding a great job and we managed to wedge ourselves onto the property ladder, he never really settled socially. The climate, by the way, wasn't a major issue: we were all season active. But I wasn't inclined to move unless we could agree on a place and one of us could secure a job in advance.
When I applied for my job (which I have been in for almost 7 years), I didn't expect to get the offer. But did. So here we are. I love Auckland and New Zealand but I still love Vancouver and Canada more. Call me polyamorous. :)