It's All Happening

What a difference a week makes (well 3 days actually)!

Firstly, on Monday I got a house in Melbourne and I am moving in on Friday! Well, it's actually an apartment, but that's all we need. Here is a picture of the kitchen and lounge area. Can you see that there is an air conditioner? I have NEVER had a house with an air conditioner and I am super excited that come January and February I will actually be able to sleep in a nice cool air conditioned apartment.

Secondly, I had a job interview yesterday and I just received a phone call that I got the job and I start next Thursday! I didn't think I would get this job because I thought I came across as a bit of a stooge in the interview and all I can really remember is that I was waving my hands around way too much, but I must not have been as bad as I felt, or they liked my dorkiness.

I almost didn't make it to the interview because I went to the wrong building (the job is at a university and ALL the buildings look the same). I turned up half an hour early and waited until a reasonable time to go up to level 9 and when I go there I could not find the correct room. I saw a guy in a security uniform and asked where the Dean's office is and he said level 12. So I went to level 12 and there was indeed a Dean's office, but for a completely different school than where I was interviewing. Someone happened to walk past me at that moment and I practically grabbed them and screamed "What street are we on?" and of course I was on the wrong street. With 4 minutes to go until my scheduled interview time I almost had a heart attack on the spot. I literally sprinted to the correct building in the next street, all the while cursing myself that today was the day I decided to start wearing high heels, and I made it almost on time. I actually felt too sick to look at my watch at that point, but I suspect I was about a minute or two late. The silliest part about it is that I actually scoped out the correct building over the weekend and I still managed to go to the wrong building.

The first thing I am going to do now that I have a job is get my hair cut and coloured. Oh bliss.

So now I am no longer unemployed and homeless, let's see how long it takes for me to start wishing I didn't have a job again...