Sunday 8 November 2015

Monday - new week, decisions!

It has been an incredibly busy and sometimes stressful weekend. This morning I woke up to rejig my ads for my new housemates in Trademe.co.nz and Easyroomate, the not-so-good American version of it, and I feel a wee stressed putting up with the extreme demands of internet rigours. 

Do I need this any more? Looking for housemates to finance my easy life in this wonderful city, or is it time yet again, to re-assess, look at my wins and losses, and return to what was a firm decision twelve months ago, to return to Australia, probably Gosford, and resume a life I had before, but of course it would be totally different and just as challenging as here in another way. It means a long and heartfelt letter to dear Peter in Sydney who is under so much stress himself it may even give him a tiny lift, that is, if he trusts me this time, that I really will come home. 

I think I am ready, and my recent dream was not just of BP being a lost cause, but that I was also finished with my trip here in Kiwiland.But first, things to do and letters to write. I am sad in making this decision as it is such a wonderful challenging city, but I really have more to do in Oz than here I feel now,  both in ECK and in my personal life. Yono was a complete failure, but was a great lesson in getting over emotional attachments before they become too great. Poor Yono, he will never be released from under the shadow of the great Jack Body whose 'eminence grise' colours Yono's every move. So be it, it was not to be, just a very short romance...

This drug is permeating NZ lifewith awful consequences.

Existing in social housing for the elderly!

Michelle and Stevie still in the news!

C and C, why did they ever bother coming here?

Am waiting for Tom's arrival as he will be the first to know of my new plans, although it will be five months in the making. I think a departure at the time of the ECK Springtime Seminar in late March will signal the end, very similar to what I had planned earlier this year, but seven months later.
Whatever Peter is doing is really immaterial, as I will move whatever he is doing, possibly to Newcastle if his offer to live in Gosford is not renewed. His health is so bad now I am afraid of his future, but at least I will there to help him if necessary. The plan had, and still does have, a lot of sense and possibilities now I have got emotional attachments out of the way. Ché sera, sera!

Liz and William, still rate a photo in the Dom Post.

What I have always said!

Well it is done. I have written to Peter with my change of decision and also told Tom who is never surprised. Just said I always had a bed at his place, such a good friend.
Also have my first applicant for Olivia's room tomorrow at one p.m. Niki, 55 yo artist, she could be interesting! It is happening, and tonight was fun at Tiwhanawhana!

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