Ok so last Wednesday (2nd June) I was forced to take an entire day off work to attend a 5-min consultation at the hospital to see about my wisdom teeth… ultimately resulting in me finding out I will be getting the remaining 3 teeth cut out in late July.  After hearing all the gory details from the Consultant about how my face and tongue could go numb, I took advantage of the sunshine (and the fact that it wasn’t even 11am and I had the rest of the day spread out in front of me with nowhere I had to be!) and went on a tiki-tour round Newcastle with my camera in hand… BRILLIANT!

First stop was this crematorium I had seen on the way to the hospital, but when I pulled in there seemed to be a funeral in progress in the area that had the nice archways… and I just felt a tad weird about taking photos with a full hearse behind me so I flagged the archways for now and ventured into the cemetery area. Which is where I found this memorial to the soldiers who were cremated in the line of duty during the war… it was quite surreal being there surrounded by gravestones in the first place and to then find this memorial was really nice.

So then I took a drive and decided to go back to Ponteland, where I’d been the last time Mum and John etc were here from NZ, and take some more photos of the church where Mum and Dad got married! I already took some last year on my old little camera but wanted some half-decent ones on my new camera – was really awesome to think of them getting married there and the next weekend I was actually driving through Ponteland on another tiki-tour and saw a wedding there!

Hmmmmm now what did I do after that? Ummmm c’mon memory don’t fail me now…. Shit.

Oh that’s right I went to my Grandad’s house (the one who’s in the home for the demented) to check on it and see if there was any mail… which there wasn’t. Which means my Mum’s evil Stepsisters have been there and cleaned it out as per usual… anyway that’s another story and Mum would kill me if I went into detail haha.

After that I think I came home and lazed in the sun on the swing-seat for the rest of the arvo and drank alcohol of some description… yip that sounds like me!

Well today when I woke up I didn’t think I’d be resigning from my job… but that’s what happened!

Yip, I finally had enough and after a couple of months of grinning and bearing it I just bit the bullet today and handed in my notice.   Which works out perfectly because my Mum, Dad and brother John are flying in from New Zealand next Tuesday for a month, so now I get to spend a solid month with them all! (well, except my pilot brother who’s only here for 2 weeks cos he’s got important exams back home to take so he can be a Captain in the cockpit!!)

All in all it was totally an impulsive decision that I handed in my notice today in particular but it had been building for a while.  I just suddenly realised that Life is too short to spend 8hrs a day in an environment that was so repressive and negative that I dreaded it every day and felt like I had to be someone I wasn’t while I was there…. and I wasn’t prepared to do that anymore.

So… my plan at this stage is to enjoy the time with my family over the next month… and then once they’re gone I’ll focus on scoring myself a fab job that pays millions and is in an office full of tall, dark and handsome tattooed men! (well…. a girl can dream?)

Well I’ve totally been inspired about giving Italy a proper look-see before heading back to the Land of the Long White Cloud and this has been mostly in part to this awesome blog I found while randomly ’stumblin’ round on Stumbleupon so check it out!!

My Melange

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