Blair leaves on 8th June.
We follow two weeks later on the 23rd.
All tickets are booked and paid for.
We already have a dining suite, a lounge suite and an entertainment unit waiting for us.
It's all a bit real now.
In five months we will be living in Australia.
I am so fired up.
This morning I did yoga for the first time.
I have always been inspired by my darling friend Mary, she has lost a shit load of weight and changed her whole outlook on life and is now a yoga genius and is studying to become a nutritionist. I hearts her!!
I was going to start doing yoga at the local dance studio, where Peta goes, but the woman has decided to cut all her classes (including her dance ones - poor Peta!) and I have had to resort to a basic video.
Did my first blast this morning. Loved it but found the old flabby bits stopped some of the poses working to their true potential. But, never fear, in a couple of months I'll be able to reach further as those bits will be gone.
Remember me saying that Dad broke his rib??
Him and Mum build houses and sell them, that is their income source.
Dad was a top consultant enginneer for TransPower (the power grid company in NZ) but got sick of the politics and bullshit and threw it in to build. What him and Mum do is buy a section, either do up the house on it, subdivide and build another on the back or, what they are doing now, build an upscale house on 10acres. Ramble ramble.
With broken rib Dad couldn't work so he had Blair working for him during his holidays and after one day has offered Blair work until we leave, and it is all based opposite them, 12 min drive from here, and at our section that we can no longer build on, which is two blocks from here!! All for a $6 an hour payrise. We couldn't be in a better position to head to Aussie.
Life is great.
Just have to get the A OK on the vadge and life will be real great.
Find out Thursday.