Being slack...

Today I have spent virtually the whole day ... virtually. I have been sitting in front of my computer for hours. Well, not just my computer, but my boyfriends too... does that make it worse or better? Oh well.

The day has been spent looking up houses, lots of land, building companies ... jobs possibilities, council positions, ideas for finishing off an application letter (I always sound so awkward) ... and of course, a little bit of time on facebook, gmail, google reader, youtube, and all my other guilty on line pleasures.

The annoying thing is that I was supposed to be getting a lot of packing done this week. We have to be out of our current house in 22 days. And really, I haven't started. I need to pack books, go through nicknacks (throw away some to make room for new ones) and clothes ... I have to pack the kitchen, the spare room and clear off the table - being ruthless of course! Mustn't horde...

But I just can't get my arse into gear. I think I might have to go back tomorrow. Spend at least a day doing what I was supposed to be doing. And then, when I come up to the Barossa I can face the heavy task of moving into the rumpas room of my partner's parents' place. That's right - I said it.

Because our lease runs out very very soon, and because we want to buy/build a house, we have been forced to accept a temporary offer of staying in the back room of Nannal's parent's house. Its more like a granny flat - detached from the main house, with its own bathroom and a little bar with a sink. So it won't be that bad. Still, it will be wierd.

Nannal's Mum made me feel better when she explained that while she and Rodney were building this place, they had to stay in Rodney's parents' shed. They stayed there for - THREE YEARS - ... When I relayed this to Nannal I added "I am NOT staying here for THREE YEARS" to which he, amused, replied "ok".

But ... at least we have somewhere to stay.
Unlike my employment situation. I have a degree - technically I have two degrees... but I don't have a job yet. I was pretty confident that I would at least get to the second stage of a job I applied for a couple of weeks ago, but unfortunately I didn't. So now I'm stuck with lowered self-esteem, and a degree that isn't doing much good on its own. Yes, I always knew that I would have to argue for the applicability of my degree ... But I didn't think I would fail.

I am trying to stay positive and be all philosophical etc... I will get the job I'm supposed to get, and we'll get the house we're supposed to have. But its hard.

Then who ever said it would be easy?

(Note: apparently someone told Nannal it would be easy, because he is constantly complaining about how HARD life is... lol... he's such a grump).