Huzzah for Terri - I’ve managed to hold down a job for a full 12 months. And I look back and think…what a goddamn waste of 12 months.
Don’t get me wrong - I love my job. The people are fantastic, and the pay is okay (it could be better), but the work is a pain in the freakin’ ass. I feel I could be doing something better with my life at the moment, and although I know I should be grateful for the fact that I have a job, and the fact I can live in an apartment with my fiance, paying $300/week rent and live reasonably comfortably, I also feel I could be better off somewhere else, in another position. Right now, it’s day after day of the same deal, which for me (especially being an Aquarian) is so incredibly boring - I live for change, for spontaneity, for mixing things up. Even from when I was a kid, I couldn’t go a month without switching the layout of my bedroom around. Now I’m in this monotonous lifestyle - getting up, going to work, coming home, going to bed, then doing it all over again the next day.

We’re heading to Tasmania on Wednesday - hopefully that will give me the break I need from this merry-go-round that I’m calling life right now. Unfortunately it means we have to leave our darling kitty behind, but I’m sure she’ll be fine for a few days, with people coming and going feeding her.

Anyway, I think I’m going to have to hit the hay - I’m completely and utterly exhausted right now - only 2 more sleeps till Tassie (my mantra for the next day!)