Oh well... Next!

I'm trying to find a job that I will enjoy; that I will feel like I'm contributing.  Hell, even washing up dishes you're contributing to something!  A clean kitchen!

I'm not rushing, just meandering.  I don't know what else I'd do.  I've been a project manager for so long now that I'm not sure how to be anything else.  And being that, isn't working.  My brain, stupid thing, can only do one thing at a time these days.  Before my "brain surgery"; oh, I could do ten things...

Hell; even thinking about it makes me exhausted.  I think I'll just get moved and then Christmas out of the way first.  But I'll have to find a job soon; either that or I'll go mad...

Coffee! Nectar of the Gods!

Well work may not want me for a while but it's giving me a chance to sun bake (with block out) and sample the coffee in Oakleigh. I haven't got long to do this; 27 days and I'm out of here!

Goodbye to the crap relationships! Goodbye to the coffee!  And hello to the push bike and dog!  I bought a bike on the weekend.  Dog is coming as soon as I get there.  And I can't wait.  I'll miss Oakleigh though... And their magnificent coffee!!

It's Beautiful...

I'm down the coast sitting in a small cafe. It's isolated, in that there isn't anything for miles around; yet it's full. I figure the coffee is good!

I can't help thinking that I've done the right thing in moving here.  Slower paced lifestyle.  

The only sad part of this move is that I ended it with Quigley.  I got tired of always coming last... On the bottom of the totem pole.  If you love someone, really love them; you want... No need to be with you.

He didn't.

Moving House !!!

Well you take a few months off, and look what happens.

I bought a house.

Its not a really fancy house, just a three bedroom on a block of land... but here the thing; it's in Geelong.

I'm going home.  Back where I belong you might say.  Where there are no trams; no millions of people.  No loneliness with everyone consumed with their own life.  

I've loved living in Melbourne, but that was the old me.  The me that could work all the time and when not at work, skylark with my friends.

The me that could think....  That didn't struggle to find the words.

I think I can be happy here!!!  With a bike; and a dog.  A garden....

I've bought the bike.  The garden is finished with the house and the dog will come!