One week to go

Can't focus at work, have come in on the weekend to tidy up all the things I can't seem to do during the day coz I would rather be chatting and socialising. It is all starting to become so real. Just did a bit of a cruise around realestate.com to see what sort of rentals are about, and the first hit that appeared is the beautiful Queenslander that I am about to leave.....bit sad about that.

Just sitting here thinking makes me a bit nostaligic.....not that I will be sad to see end of share-housing for a while. Anyway, this tidy up won't do itself.......

The weekend from hell.......

And this is why I am a bitter, old spinster at only 29. The date I thought I had on Friday night, in fact turned out to be just a drink......which is not so bad. However, at approximately 10pm, after lord knows how many wines and nothing to eat, we started arguing. We continued to argue right up until he left me at the top of my street after the walk home. It was like a train wreck, and I have absolutely know idea how it happened. Mustering all my courage, and very hung over I rang him, we had a reasonable conversation and I thought sorted it all out. That was until I was completely snubbed at the bus stop this morning, what the?!? This is why I am choosing renovating and cows over boys.

17 days to go

Ok, I just wrote the title and freaked out a little. Only 17 days until I finish work, pack up the rental and head off to the sweltering heat of Rockvegas to renovate and reinvent myself. So much to do and so little time......

An here I am priming myself for this time in the urban bush by watching every episode of Sex and the City and drinking cosmos in trendy bars......what am I thinking!

Well back to cleaning up all the loose ends of work on my desk.....