Well here we are. Two weeks into being unemployed - at least in any sort of permanent way. Please help me hold the terror at bay. I think the only reason I am not out and out panicking yet is because I have been working one day a week at my old high school library (thank you, oh best friend of mine) and also have a car-parking gig for the Royal Adelaide Show in a few weeks time. No clue how many hours, but some money is better than none. End of September though....that's when I will freak if nothing else comes up.

I have been pretty flatchat since leaving my full time job though - I spent the past two weeks catching up with friends who I feel I've neglected since beginning in the doomed position, having a couple of interviews (for the same job, but still waiting to hear back), getting sorted for my sister's 30th (the biggest bash we've thrown in a while and only thanks to Mum and Dad did it all come together), dealing with my dog's persistent eyelashes-in-the-eye problem, AND then dealing with car crashes... Then can we also make special mention that as of two night's ago, a likely torn ACL. Brilliant.

But anyway. Unemployment. With who knows what on the horizon and so many possibilities for me to explore - I genuinely can't wait to get started! This (gestures at the blog) is part of it. I've been wanting to make a proper go of this blog for a while so finally, I'm committing. Not like the half arsed attempt I made at the start of the year. This time I'm all in. AND with all this time now on my hands (excluding the hour plus each day I'm giving myself to job hunt), it means I can actually focus on writing my book. It would be nice to finish it before I'm 33...