Tuesday, 30 September 2008

tense

Somewhere between 6 and 7 in the morning, amidst blind grabbing for my mobile phone and repeatedly silencing the snooze button, I tossed and turned amid erratic dreams of those who once were. I remembered the people who left me behind, or rather those I left behind and couldn't retrieve. It still hurts when I poke at the memory. The cavity between my ribs when I roused was a painful awakening because I thought I was over it. It only took an innocent conversation with some girlfriends about emotional baggage for the nostalgia to rudely interrupt my subconscious once again.

I dreaded the lonely car ride to work this morning, as it would have given me too much time to over-analyse my dreams and drive me to insanity. I asked RD to accompany me and, because of his loving nature and observant trait, he must have sensed the urgency and desperation in my voice and agreed without questioning. I appreciated the gesture, knowing it would be an inconvenience for him since he had to take the train to the city from my office due to the terrible peak-hour traffic.

Our drive was lovely. We talked about our dreams, and he lightened my mood by recalling the nightmare he had about his battle with two giant spiders. I confided in him, and he gave me his philosophy on dealing with past issues. At one of the traffic lights, he leaned over and kissed me mid-sentence. I didn't expect the display of affection and melted when he pulled me in for a hug, whispering sweet nothings in my ear. His romantic stunt really made my day, and I can still feel the warmth of his hug. I love hugs. I can't think of anything more comforting than a timely, firm bear hug from someone who genuinely cares. Sometimes, when we're fighting and no words of affirmation are convincing enough, a hug can win the hardest argument.

As RD weaved through the busy traffic, I gazed blankly out the window, feeling the sad residue from my dream and being choked by my thoughts of the past. I felt someone's warm hand pressed on mine, and when I turned to my right, I saw my handsome present and future smiling back at me.


Tuesday, 23 September 2008

photo album


While going through my photos archive for Caz's wedding slide show, I stumbled across this webcam photo of little Shirley!

I also discovered some horrific photos from High School, someone should have told me to pluck my eyebrows, seriously.

Wednesday, 17 September 2008

the escen

August was all about getting my ducks in a row, drawing up plans for the months ahead. September and October are when those ducks (hopefully) start marching in formation. There have been some new developments that I haven't shared on my blog because, let's face it, sometimes sharing isn't really caring. I usually avoid turning my blog into a play-by-play report, but I need to timestamp a few events for future reference.

I moved to the Inner West temporarily to see if I could hack it away from home. Spoiler alert: I couldn't. After seven weeks, I was back home with my family (pets included), boyfriend, and friends. I realised I had plenty of freedom, privacy, and independence at home, and the only perk of living away was being closer to work. I rented a furnished resort apartment, but thanks to the chilly weather, I didn't enjoy the facilities. Not that it mattered much since I don't play tennis, swim like a rock, and break out in hives at the thought of exercise. The sauna, though, I genuinely missed out on. Kat helped me move out, and we took a grand tour of the resort, pretending we were on a luxury holiday.

In other news, I bought my first investment property. I expected some fanfare when the settlement happened, but all I got was a phone call from my solicitor saying, "Congratulations, the settlement was completed at 2:30pm." No flowers, no fanfare, just a 30-year mortgage and a sobering look at my financial statements.

The whole process wrapped up in less than a month, and I've learned that it's not what you know, but who you know. I was blessed with a team of professionals who charged me mates' rates and pulled a few all-nighters to make the transaction smooth. Good help is hard to buy, but with strong friendships and trust, you can earn it.