And I claim to be an auditor!

Oh i could so kill myself!

I bought the prettiest pastel pink stripey cotton fabric to sew covers for the $6 couch i purchased 2 weeks ago. the material is absolutely sweet. very laura ashley. I was sooo excited i decided to stay up last night to do it up. My first foray into sewing in 10 years.

I measured up the cushion cover carefully and even wrote down on a piece of paper what the precise measurements should be BUT I have no idea what possessed me and after cutting the fabric, i realised I ended up cutting the material 3 cm short.

shouldn't i be meticulous and organised to a fault?

let me assure you, 3cm is significant when you need a cushion to precisely fit a couch!

why couldn't i have cut it 3 cm too long.

why must the big guy up there do this to me??!!!

if i could, i would have kicked myself.

fortunately, i still had that teeny little bit of self control left in me, if not, i would probably have started a big tanty, kicking my heels into the floor and screaming. Instead, i had a slight whinge, and decided to work with whatever I had. I figured I could at least have a test run.

the cover is still in the making. half way there! yay! it probably wouldn't fit really well but heck! it's a feat in itself. soon, i'll be able to start my own little sweatshop upholstering sofas.

whoopppeee

slow buck here i come!

I'm so fickle minded I astonish even myself.

Just the other day, I felt I needed a change. The reality of what I really am hit me square in the jaw and it's unbelievable that it took me so long to realise that I AM AN AUDITOR.

Oh the horrors!!

How could I have allowed myself to spend the better years of my life cross referencing audit workpapers and checking the adds on financials statements, or even worse, how could I allow myself to become a punching bag for disgruntled clients.

But that was the other day.

Today feels different because I've almost completed a big job and the bosses appear happy so obviously it's a great relief to me and I feel like I can finally focus my energies on making my new place a home.

Also, on the way home the other day, Nab and especially Amy, who are both on my team, thanked me for helping them out during the last couple of weeks. It feels good knowing that I have become a good lead. The kind of person I wished lead me when I was wet behind the ears.

Not that these short-lived feelings of gratification would make huge impacts on my life decisions(Apathy still rules in that department. One can never fight apathy. It just is) but it has at least shelved the ennui temporarily and allows me to justify one more day of existence as a scummy auditor.

Even the word auditor makes my skin crawl. Shudder

Finally moved some furniture into the new place last night and we couldn't have done it if ceez and especially luke did not offer to come by and help. It didn't seem that daunting, given the few possessions that I had, and Marty and I did afterall manage quite well when I was moving out. However, the dining table I purchased on ebay for a hundred bucks, that looked deceptively flimsy in the picture turned out to be a solid chunk of timber. That and the fact that the hall way only extended less than 28 inches across made the move almost impossible. There was no way the table which was more than 30 inches tall could fit in. In the end, we had to dismantle the table and put it together again. Now why didn't we think of that in the first place?

The place seems really awesome and my fingers are crossed. I've decided I'm not posting any pictures until Eugene gets here. It'll be a surprise. Everyone who has seen it has said good things so far and when I say good things, I do not mean the run of the mill, politically correct, lukewarm sort of "compliments" like - yeah it's nice. I mean comments like "Omigod!", "I hate you (for having such a nice place)" is my particular favourite and "this is so cool".

Now, to find an equally cool housemate. *FINGERS CROSSED*

Anyway, the gang last night have decided that the 6 dollar sofa is definitely too horrible to stay in the house and I'm a girl on a mission now. I've scoured the ebay and tradingpost website in the last 12 hours and nothing has come up. Undaunted, I'll be going to Ikea. Not the greatest place in the world but desperation calls for desperate measures.

Hopefully the place will be livable by the end of next week.

We need a party of sorts for the upcoming Australia Day!!

Had my first proper game of soccer today and it rocked!

I finally understand why guys get so obsessed.

Marty rounded up a group of us and signed us up for mixed soccer. He bossed me into buying a pair of soccer boots which i grudgingly did so for 10 bucks (there was a sale on at rebel sport. yay sale!)

Mark from work (who used to play pro and now coaches a girl soccer team) looked disapproving when I proudly displayed my ten buck boots.

Him: "For ten bucks they're gonna hurt."

Me: "But they're Reebok!!!

Marty (much later on): Are you sure they aren't Weeboks?

And even though they are made in China, they fit fine and felt really comfy. Marty was right. Having the right gear makes the game so much more enjoyable.

Unfortunately, for all my new gear (shin guards and nice addidas socks included), we conceded 2 own goals and scored zilch.

The upside was Marty said I made a really good defender and I didn't have to pay a joining fee. That's what you get for dating the Coach! Yay boyfriend!

Hopefully we can start getting some goals in next week

It was our 1st anniversary last night and we had dinner at the much talked about hurricanes.

It was good but not great. We're never going back again. Well maybe if majority wins but definitely, we will not be making the effort to.

The plus side was, we discovered a really nice book cafe which could be a good substitue for sappho's. It had a Hemingway room. Yay! Coffee was good too. Double Yay!

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Got keys of the real estate agent today.

Getting kind of excited about finding furniture and all.

Just wish that I had someone here to help me out as well.

Work has been going great!

I get off at 5:30 every day and the people working for me have been responsible and pretty intelligent.

Phew!

I've always wished that I could be one of those people who proclaim how much they love their lives and I'm beginning to feel that I could soon turn into someone like that.

Yay!

I'm beginning to feel contented with my life. Omigod! Call Ripley's!!

It's back to work again tomorrow and I absolutely dread it. This feeling I have is the exact feeling of dread I used to have on the 1st of January night, the night before the start of the new school year because my entire school holiday homework had not been touched.

I can't believe that being 26 going on 27 and I still have these kind of anxiety attacks.

It makes me really wonder the benefits of having a 2 week break right before the storm.

I wanna be a tai tai