Apologies For the Neglect

As per usual, life catches up with me and I proceed to neglect you blog.

It was easy to write all the time when I was jobless, however lucky enough to have money saved so that I could have a relaxing three month holiday. But now I have a serious job that I both love and sometimes hate, have more friends than I can keep up with and an A+ social life. Go me!

A lot has changed since my last post. A lot. And luckily I’m happy. I feel a major sense of freedom and if I thought I was independent before, now I really am. I even went to Ikea on my own, purchased a whole heap of furniture and actually enjoyed it. I also managed to fit large boxes of furniture into my car without any assistance. I struggled, was sweating quite a bit and would have given quite an entertaining show to anyone watching but, I did it (although I was so relieved when I got my bookcase in my car I drove off without my mirror).

I have now officially moved out of home. God knows how I am going to fund my shopping addiction now, but that’s okay, because I’m out of a home I never truly accepted as my own, to a place where I can be myself and do as I please. Woo!
My house mate and I have also begun our lounge room from scratch. We are so very proud of how it is coming along so far and I’ll be sure to post an image once it’s done. In order to celebrate, we are hosting a small cocktail party. I joked that we should put a red ribbon up on the doorway and cut it together with scissors to be very dramatic (wasn’t really joking).

I was two years late of getting my license. It’s embarrassing now driving around with red P plates and seeing people the same age as me look down on me and try to avoid me on the road. But better late than never. I had all these ideas in my head of what I would do once I got my license. I intended on going on lone adventures, finding cool places to write stories and intended to take my dog everywhere. But fuel is expensive, my dog gets hair everywhere and I find myself too lazy to often go for a drive without having any sense of direction of where I’m going.
I’m not complaining though. It beats the bus for sure. And my younger sister by one year who I am deeply close with, lives too far for us to see each other more than a handful of times a year. Having my license has changed that and it is beginning to feel like we are the close friend’s we were when we were younger. Instead of reminiscing about memories like we usually do, we’re making more.

The above is a picture of my sister (right) and my friend. One of my sister and I's hobbies include watching the reactions when we tell people that. We have the same dad, different mother’s. As you can see her mother is Indian and my mother, well, is not. We’re very proud of this difference though. We’re not your average sisters that’s for sure.
The picture was taken at Groovin’ the Moo which I promised myself I would dedicate a whole post to, but never ended up getting around to it. Hopefully next year.
But the day was great. My sister and I spent it mostly on our own after losing our friends but we ran around and danced together without a care in the world. We definitely made some memories.

Left, sister. Right, me.

Now, wherever and whoever you are, I hope life is treating you as well as it is to me. I know that this won’t last. Things always end up going south, good things rarely last and I don’t doubt many aspects of my life will blow up straight back in my face. But for the moment, this moment, I hope you’re as happy as I am. Just got to remember to enjoy it while it lasts.