12-Point Ramble
1. As I was sitting here thinking back over the last week it suddenly hit me that Bethany would already be in Switzerland by now. I've been so busy Friday completely passed me by without me thinking of it. Still, surely it must have happened and if you're reading this Bethy, I'd just like to say I hope you have the most wonderful trip. I'm so happy and excited for you.
2.My own life has been ever interesting. Matt drove in with Dad Tuesday night and it was so good to see him again. I hadn't seen him in over a year and though the others with Dad and Mum ended up showing him around the most as I stayed home and slept, the time I got with him was wonderful. There's something about catching up with a person face to face that so much better than talking on the phone.
3. There's so many fascinating things around here. On Sunday Matt, Becky and I drove around a bit and Beck was telling me how one of the lakes here actually has an old ghost town in it. Apparently during one drought the lake dried up so much one of the cricket fields appeared and everyone went down and palyed a game of cricket. Crazy, no?
4. And another thing, the pastor's wife was telling me one of the towns around here has a street named 'Lydia'. Imagine that. My very own street. I keep thinking I need to find it so I can get a photo.
5. I love my niece.
6. Next week looks to be good. Josh and Hannah are leaving for camp on Monday and then on Wednesday Mum is flying down to Sydney to see Rachel and Shelby, so Dad, the two little boys and I will be home alone for a couple of days before we go down to pick them up from camp.
7. I’m not sure yet where the rest of my life is going. It's been totally confusing trying to think through everything. To be an author or not to be an author. To be a doula or not to be a doula. Wait, just what is a doula? How about a brain-dead job while I think about it? This would be lovely, but what on earth could I do half sick? Type up articles for the law courts? Be a secretary?
8 I managed to think myself into a real mess.
9. But yeah, finally got through that intact (I think) and seeings as I had originally decided to apply for a writers course I'm going to stick with that. I keep questioning it: like really, how handy is writing going to be getting a job in Europe? But yeah, it’s probably a stupid thought. I need to start somehwere and if I stay doing nothing I'm going to go completely crazy.
10. I’ve just got to get a hold of the Christian Writers Guild office somehow. I’ve signed up twice online for their free starter kit but three months later and still nothing is here. Rachel convinced me I needed to chase it up so I rang them but because their base is in America I ended up speaking to an answering machine. That went well until I hung up and realized I’d given them the wrong phone number. Whoops. I rang them again but somehow ended up talking to a different answering machine. This threw me completely off guard and I ended up rambling on about all the mistakes I’d just made on their other answering machine. Now I’m sure all Americans living in the Colorado Mountains must be convinced Australians are completely off their rockers. I’d try to ring them again but I’d hate to ruin the reputation of all Australians for good. Maybe I’ll e-mail.
11. Job wise I might end up being a part-time secretary. Dad is looking into trading second hand cars on the side and depending on how successful this is I could end up with a job dealing with all the paper work. Already he's sold the truck we used for shifting up here and with the money from that sale bought a van and a ute. How these next two vehicles sell I guess will be the clincher.
12. In the meantime they’ve been just lovely to drive around in. Until last week I’d never driven an automatic before, now I’m hooked.
13. So yeah, that’s my life. I live in a place with underwater cities, I love being an aunt, if I can learn to talk rationally on American answering machines, I might manage to become an intelligible author (well, y’all can only hope).
P.S. BTW, I'm going to be eighteen in two weeks. How bizarre is that?
2 Comments:
I could just march right over to the Colorado Mountains and set them straight. Except I might die if I tried to walk that far.
18? Hmmm...
It's good to hear that you're still going to do the writers course, that is, when they send it to you....
BTW: You still haven't sent me either of your novels. I'm still busting to read both of them!!
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