Good news and things and stuff
Aug. 12th, 2007 03:23 pmSo the biggest YAYYYYYY is that my beloved
lederhosen has been offered a job in Canberra, so that huge worry of not-enough-income and depressed-bunny and being-trapped-in-my-job-cause-we-can't-both-not-work is now gone. I need to pull my finger out and keep looking, though. Now I can look for 4-6 month contract jobs instead, which will be different, and Geoffrey will move to Canberra as soon as we know the details, and I'll stay here in Sydney and look after
da_norvegicus while he finishes Year 10 at school.
I'm not as buoyant as I ought to be, though, because a combination of a cold that hanging on, and tiredness, and That Time Again, have left me fairly bleugh. I really don't want to move again if we don't have to, and while I was quite happy about moving to Melbourne, I'm not so sure about Canberra. I don't have the same social network there that I already have in Melbourne (apologies to my lovely new friends in Canberra,
trixtah,
saluqi and
faxon). Canberra is a smallish closer-to-a-town city, and while it has lots of lovely things like art galleries and museums and walks and a very pretty centre around the lake, it doesn't have the nightlife of Melbourne or the feel of Sydney.
I also really don't want to move
da_norvegicus if I can help it. It took a very long time for him to re-find his feet after we left the mountains. He's built up a great network of friends here, complete with the D&D group he runs. Boarding him in the mountains last time was a disaster, so I don't want to leave him with someone that's not family.
I don't want to be further away from my dear
twiggystick, whom I care for very much. And I don't want to be away from all the other friends, some from work, some from outside, that are part of who I am. I can do the "meet new people and make new friends", but I need my roots too, and Canberra is a bit of a way for them to come just for a drop-in visit.
A very minor point is a couple of ex-boyfriends from years ago who live in the ACT. It would be odd running into them. (Yes, we broke up badly).
And moving. I hate moving. I haven't had time or the impetus to do much with all the boxes from the last move. I'd have to be honest and hold one hell of a craft-based garage sale before we left, but I still wouldn't want to do it. And packing. And getting stuff together.
So I love my beloved, and I'm so thrilled he's going to be working again (and working with
quatranoctal, which is handy. They'll explain things as "oh, he's a relative of my wife"). But I'm not as bouncy bouncy happy as I wish I could be for him.
I'm not as buoyant as I ought to be, though, because a combination of a cold that hanging on, and tiredness, and That Time Again, have left me fairly bleugh. I really don't want to move again if we don't have to, and while I was quite happy about moving to Melbourne, I'm not so sure about Canberra. I don't have the same social network there that I already have in Melbourne (apologies to my lovely new friends in Canberra,
I also really don't want to move
I don't want to be further away from my dear
A very minor point is a couple of ex-boyfriends from years ago who live in the ACT. It would be odd running into them. (Yes, we broke up badly).
And moving. I hate moving. I haven't had time or the impetus to do much with all the boxes from the last move. I'd have to be honest and hold one hell of a craft-based garage sale before we left, but I still wouldn't want to do it. And packing. And getting stuff together.
So I love my beloved, and I'm so thrilled he's going to be working again (and working with