Hey bloggy, I haven't written in you because I have been lazy. So here's the stuff and things I've been up to in a lazy little list.
WENT TO BUNDY-- last weekend we drove to Bundaberg with Axel to see some friends of ours who recently moved there and squirted out a new baby with very cool facial expressions. Bundy always turns me into a mixed bag of melancholy and cranky due to the first time I went there with Rick. Back then life was a bit unsettled (understatement) and that weekend Bundy handed me a whole lot of drama on a take away tray. And now it seems Bundy has yoinked some good friends from me, lured them from Brisbane to be by the sea with the promise of less traffic and a slower pace of life. Stupid Bundaberg, I miss them being 15 minutes away. I do like the place though, despite this nagging feeling that I'll end up stuck there one day living that shitty small town life my parents are stuck living in Roma (I swear I've had this feeling for years, I can't explain why).
Meeting the newest bundle of joy from Bundaberg (cool expression yes? Just one of many)
HAD A BBQ-- for Australia (or Strailya) Day we set up a mean slide in the front yard on our unforgiving hill and chucked a whole load of snags on the barbie. It was a nice afternoon of Triple J music and beer with good friends. Every time we do things with friends, however, it makes me sad at the thought that all my awesome friends are so far and wide. The photo doesn't even do this slide justice because some doodle took it on an angle. Tilt your head and appreciate!
Giant hill - shit on bin night but legendary on Australia Day
WORKING MY BUTT OFF-- I swear one day soon I'm going to snap and kill someone with a milk jug or loaf of multigrain bread. I thought the time had come this Thursday when I got to work only to be overcome with a violent urge to trash the place, lock up and go home. Most of the days that I work I arrive at 7am and spend two hours cooking, filling, arranging and preparing for the other staff to arrive and the doors to open at 9am. There is a lot of work to do in those two hours and unfortunately, seeing as I'm one of two people that do the open shift, the rest of the staff seem to think it's ok to lump more work on the opener. This particular Thursday there was shit eeeverywhere. There were simple jobs and difficult jobs and dirty jobs that belonged to other staff left for me and I was so upset I even sprang some tears. A bit embarrassing but it's ok because no one was there. When the manager arrived at FIVE PAST NINE to open the doors I let her have it both barrels. I try so hard to not let stuff get to me at that place because it really is Just A Job To Pay The Bills, but the fact that I get paid like crap to do so much work and am more often than not lumped with extra responsibilities because the manager is useless sometimes gets to me. The owner always comes to me with problems, as do the staff and the coffee machine guy and some suppliers, it seems to be my responsibility to fix broken equipment and sort out lazy staff, and yet I don't get paid for it. It's just because I'm all awesome and the manager is all shit. Whatever, it's just a job.
DID NOT APPLY FOR UNI-- I guess I'm just scared. But I'm more scared that (and now upset because) it is going to be two and a half years before I will be a qualified anything. God damn I hate my job, I need a real one. I hate the fact that I have one year worth of study that is going to take two because I have no choice but to work to pay for daycare (a giant thankyou to Centrelink for finally letting me know I get NOTHING from them). And now I hate that I didn't apply in time because I literally didn't have the money to apply through QTAC, and because I have no idea how to, and because I am scared. I want someone to take care of it for me (and while they're at it maybe take a little care of me).
That's it. I missed you, want to come over for a cuppa and a play?