A stressful and busy week was about to unfold. Monday started out in my new job... well kinda. By the end of my first day, it was discovered that my visa wasn't quite ready for me to start working. So by Tuesday afternoon I was again waiting to work, and doing all I could to get my application rushed through. With the wait being up to 4 weeks at the moment, it made for nervous times. Lady luck shone down on me though, and gave me an awesome contact in the immigration department.
Luck of a different variety also helped us secure a great new property to rent. So by the middle of the week, Jarrad and I had somewhere to move to - and move to fast, with the keys being ready by the end of the week. Some frantic buying done with my new found time off and the weekend had us moving all our possessions to the other side of Randwick.
Under the radar and outta cash, the weekend slid by productively but pretty well quietly compared to any weekend I can remember on this side of the globe... nice however, I was starting to settle into a place I could call home, and had some amazing nights sleep after being re-introduced to walking on carpet bare-foot. You'll think I'm nuts but other than 2 weeks at home in October, my bare soles have rarely felt carpet!
On Tuesday, I recieved the news I've been after... for, well, deep down, well over a decade - since my 1994 visit to WA. My business visa for Australia.
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Hey Puke... Yay... you did it.. after all your crazy ideas over the last year or so - that's awesome! I never doubted you would! I'll be out to visit as soon as poss, maybe I'll drag Andy along too and we can have an ALF reunion and casue trouble in Oz! V jealous that you got to experience Mardi Gras btw!
Big Hugs, Flee xx
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