I’m unemployed….

and dammit, I didn’t want to leave.

I haven’t been able to say that for a very, very long time.  I have never enjoyed a job as much as I have enjoyed ths one.

As it happens, it was under the best of terms.  I resigned a few weeks ago, as we are moving overseas, and today was my last day.  It was a very emotional day today.  I had work to finish off and a couple of clients to see, so I was kept busy, but at around 3pm I got ‘the card’.  Thats when I turned into a complete wreck.  Thanks S!

Did I tell you I have the best job in the world?

V and S, I love you, and sincerely hope we can work together again one day.

I wish for wonderful things for you and your family.  Tonight I’m having WAY too many Cruisers, listening to old vinyls and remembering the fun times we’ve had.

So, when can we expect a visit from you?

Uncertainty is just shitty.

A year ago, we had a plan.  We would do up the house, sell it, buy a unit for the kids and move to San Francisco. A pretty simple plan in the grand scheme of things.

So, we did up the house and put it on the market almost 4 months ago.

Once again, we can insert Murphy here.

The real esate market plummeted taking with it the hope of us buying anything decent in the US.

The Australian dollar has plummeted, meaning our money is worth just over half it was in US dollars when we started this plan.

We can’t sell the house, I think a lot has to do with the fact that it is VERY hard to get financing at the moment.

It’s just all fucked up!

So, what do we do?  Do we take it off the market, relax for a while and try again in 6 months?  Or do we take what we can get and run like scared rabbits.

I must admit, it would be nice to have it sold and be completely debt free while still owning property in Sydney, but if we wait until the market improves we could get a lot more money for it.

Tell me what to do!

Written 17 April, 2007:

The adventure starts here. Right here, right now.

I have avoided starting this blog because, I think, it becomes real once you put it down in text.

I am abandoning my kids and moving to a country on the other side of the world. There. I said it.

My “kids” are all old enough and big enough to look after themselves these days. I rarely see them, though they live at home. However, being so far away from them is going to be extremely hard, if they need me to do the ‘Mummy’ thing. Let’s face it, they don’t need me anymore, it’s me that needs them! All I need to do for them these days is find the tomato sauce thats hiding behind something in the pantry or provide a free taxi service. They wipe their own butts, blow their own noses and can open cans, toast bread and boil eggs. My job is done. They are so good at feeding the pets that they often ALL feed them without consulting the others, which is a pretty happy situation for the four legged fuzzy people who share our home.

I currently live in Sydney Australia with my husband Brad and the abovementioned ‘kids’ who are, as of this date, 19, 20 and 22. Brad and I are moving to San Francisco with friends for what may be our big break.

It will be nothing less than a fabulous opportunity to experience an incredible city. There’s very little to lose, really…. apart from my mind!

So, I’m leaving one spectacular bridge, for another spectacular bridge. It could be a lot worse!

Written 27 April, 2007:

Put simply, our house is currently a dump!

For our move to San Francisco, we have decided to sell this house, which is old, large and requires a lot of maintenance, and buy a smaller, newer one which will be more manageable for the kids while we are away. To do this, we have to make a few improvements to the current house in the hope of achieving a higher price.

Every room needs some attention, though some more than others and we have decided to tackle the task one room at a time. The office is one of the worst, as it has been our hoarding ground for the last ten years. Don’t know where to put the portable airconditioner? Bung it in the Office! Where’s the sock basket? Probably in the Office. (Yes, we have a sock basket, let it go!). This is where we have decided to start.

The last week has been spent emptying out the room, sorting things to go to freecycle, the salvos and the tip and taking said items to their respective new homes.

Tomorrow we finish the desk and shelf dismantling and we start painting! DEAR GOD! I can’t wait to get one room finished and looking fabulous to spur us on to the next, because from where I sit right now, this is one damned awful task and so incredibly daunting. Why am I sitting here instead of getting on with it? Excellent question! I wish I had an excellent answer!

On with it, then!