Momentum

I'm finding the old catch 22 (the situation, not the novel) less funny since my last post. I'm getting tired of explaining it and even more so of keeping the weary tone out of my voice. I think it's important when I'm trying to reassure potential employers that I don't betray the fact that I think it's a big, stupid mess lest that reflects on them and their big, stupid state. Did I just say that out loud? I'm not really that bitter, I've just had the same frustrating conversation too many times. Actually things are looking good for work. Two schools now have me on their relief list - despite my transgressive lack of a working with children check - and are keen to give me regular work. So now I sleep with the phone on and my bag packed. Exciting!
I promised I'd report good news on the house front and I've been tardy. The owners accepted our offer and the lease is ready to be signed. Sort of. The house is being sold. It is due to settle on Tuesday but the real estate wants our moving date pushed back a week in case there's a problem. Of course, reasonably priced short-term accommodation options don't accept bookings (or refund them) 'just in case' so this has complicated things somewhat. We'll be much happier when we can book the removalists and a plane for the Pusscat (who has finally accepted that we are gone forever and is sleeping on B and C's bed instead of hiding under it).

I promise I'm not throwing spanners in the works to create blog material. To compensate for my moaning I would like to finally present a sunset over the ocean. To give this scene some context I should tell you that we watched this flaming ball slip below the horizon at the beach across the park from our current temporary abode (life's tough, huh?). We were on our way home from a pre-dinner drink at the lovely old pub up the road. I had a pint of Bulmers cider that cost $6.50, much cheaper than the $8 or $9 you pay for a pint of anything elsewhere in Freo. Why so cheap here? Well, my friends, this delightful pub has a cider and beer of the month. While it's exciting that the cider of the month is one of my favourites, the real news is that they actually have a cider of the month! Bless them.

So, the sunset. It will take a while for the novelty of the Indian Ocean to wear off.