Our New Home!Nic was supposed to write this blog. However, it's 6:40 am, he's asleep, we have our apartment final inspection at 8, I am not packed and my grandmother sent me an e-mail about the lack of blogging. He's got the next one. Especially because we have so much to write about and he complains when he has to do it when we're boring.
Ok, so quickly. A week ago, we decided it was enough of the city life. I felt a bit guilty to leave teaching BUT as my mother said, I'll probably only be in Australia once and I will definitely only be 24 once. My parents told us to "just be kids"- I've said it once and I'll say it again, being the youngest means I am always the baby- when I'm 40, my Dad will still probably call me the baby. When we told Nic's Mom- she fully supported that we should see all of Australia--- so that made me feel less guilty. I think if we stayed here a day longer Nic may snap. Many people are really rude and inconsiderate, both of us have started saying things when people don't move from their seat when a mother with a baby comes on the tram- and I don't want to be that person.
So the decision was where will we live. We knew we wanted to live on the beach or as close to it as possible. This is when I found Mooloolaba. I made Nic call the place because it's $420 a week to live there and I wanted to see if we could get anything for long term stays. Well, Nic got to chatting and when they found out he was a Carpenter, they offered him free accomodation in exchange for 15 hours a week of maintainence. They gave me a discount where I only have to pay $150.00. We said yes because it's central to the 2 bigger more well known beaches, has free kayaks, surf boards & lessons, free bikes, and you can walk everywhere you need to within the town. We are picturing a place like Bayfield... well I am. I don't know what I will do for work, but they said something is bound to come up. I came to Australia to get some teaching experience and I got the reference letters (and really great experience).
I guess I am gearing up for a vacation, like getting books and sun stuff- but haven't really wrapped my head around this being my life. We don't know how long we'll stay. We really have no plans... and that scares me. Our flight back to Canada is scheduled for April and we're still running with that. I think this is going to be the best experience of my life thus far. I love the beach and hot weather and to wake up every morning to it.... ugh, I'll just be in ultimate shauna heaven. I don't know if Nic is more excited to be leaving Melbourne or moving to the beach. I do worry about him in one sense. He's a furnace in the dead of Winter- so I am afraid he may actually cook from the inside out on the Sunshine Coast.
We've got a handful of friends here in Melbourne and due to the distance from home & family, we became quite close. Nic seems to have primarily bonded with English guys--- so here's hoping we get invited to a wedding in England.
We fly out at 11:30 and the place we are staying is picking us up. My girlfriend Steph from Canada is only a whopping 11 minute car ride away and Nic's friend Dee is about an hour and a half away.
So, we've been crazily getting life arranged for the move. We sent 3 boxes of clothing back to Canada--- sea mail- it takes 2-3 months to arrive and was still like $60 per box. I also threw out a whack load of clothing. My life is down to a suitcase and a backpack. I am literally just running with the basics here. I parted with make up, shoes... Nic doesn't seem that impressed with me. I don't think he realizes that a trip to Toronto entails 2 suitcases. Anyhow, we also ate all of the food in the house. 2 nights ago my dinner consisted of Garlic Bread and Pancakes. Last night atfer catching up with a girlfriend, I went and got us Japanese for dinner at a nearby restaurant. Well turns out I should have never tried the new place, because I hated it and Nic ended up running and getting me Hungry Jacks.... what a sport! I barely slept at all last night... and Nic is still in the fetal position as I write this.
I think our move could be a throw back to University.... or to the "Varna House" which I believe is Nic's equivalent to Uni... or is it the "Brucefield House".... I can't remember. Secretly, I am actually a little bit excited. Being in school was the bestor summer is, I don't know- sleep in until noon, do maybe 4 hours of work, go out to the gym (& tan before we knew the risks of the beds), spend an hour getting ready, go out with friends and cap the night off with some greasy fast food. Ohhh, how I miss my girlfriends. But if both Nic and I are doing that together... it's suddenly not like school and more like an incredibly lazy, gluttenous couple... and mark Nicholas' words- he is going to learn to surf.
Well I need to wake Nic up and start the day. I'm so excited and I just can't hide it.
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