Today, I have been married for 2 months.
And on Friday it is my 23rd birthday!
Yuck… 23! What a stupid age.
Everybody keeps asking me what I want for my birthday.
Only one thing, to be back in our apartment.
For the past week and a half, we have been living in hotels. We got kicked out of one when they had no more availability because of mardi gras!
We are out of our home (as well as all of our belongings) because our wooden floorboards are being replaced. Now, that is completed, they have stuffed the skirting boards up, so these need to be replaced and the walls painted. This is all going through insurance and it takes time for them to approve the quotes…… it is really starting to bother me.
Last year I celebrated my birthday in a hotel too, in Melbourne. But that was fun, it involved manis, miu miu handbags and gourmet eating.
In other news I have applied for a higher graded job to the one I am doing now. I put my application in Monday.
Please cross your fingers for me!
I want us to buy a house and soon and this is only going to assist! Oh and p.s, I am the right person for the job.
Ohhh and I don’t think I have managed it yet on my blog. But remember I had another job as well last year?
And I was slowly sending myself mental and prematurely wrinkling my face! Well, I quit it. Life is too short to slave away at some body else’s goal. So, I am concentrating on my OWN goals!
Now my work/life ratio scale is tipped in the opposite direction! Hello long walks, blogging, cooking (well I wish…. at the moment my kitchen is a kettle and fridge that doesn’t graze my knee) and also working hard!!! But for something I want!!!!