It’s been an interesting, and busy, couple of weeks.
Amber and I have FIVE weeks of work left, and exactly 42 sleeps until we depart these fair shores for our big overseas adventure! I’m trying NOT to get hugely excited and am quite content to push this ‘excitedness’ to the back of my mind because I’ve found that, due to some degree of “Escalation of Commitment” (cue the knowing nods from all you business graduates) in my thinking, I get TOO excited and go crazy in anticipation of all the awesome fun and exploration to be had. So… I have to take a few deep breaths, a slow swig of my peppermint tea, sit down and bring myself back to the present moment.
Among such “present moments” have been a few incidents. E.g. just the other day I managed to supersede the withholding limits of the inside stitching of my work pants. Previous to this incident I was under the impression that this could only happen to those “horizontally-challenged” or those with an above-average Body Mass Index. However, upon reaching down to pick up a pen (which had recently succumbed to gravity’s pull) I heard a distinct sound I thought I would never hear emitting from my seated “underside”. It was a sound that strengthened my resolve to, one day, attain a long-held dream to become a successful Foley Artist. Yep, my pants had ripped like cheap toilet paper right up the seam of the… bum. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the day in the office with a conveniently-placed coat tied around my mid-rift. Aesthetically unattractive (unless you’re living in the 1980’s), but functional as heck.
Other “goings on” include:
- The ridiculousness at purchasing anything from Kathmandu at Full Price. I’m sure the “normal” prices of anything in these stores never get receipted through the tills. Me, Amber and our flattie Jeremy scored three packs for $200ea. “Usually” $599ea… yeah right. Lesson: always haggle and, if possible, buy in quantity.
- Combating the remaining weeks of work. It is quite easy to care less, over-utilize the facilities an iPhone provides and generally be less productive as the “light at the end of the tunnel” nears. But, I’m remaining positive and upbeat and am placing emphasis on leaving my current job on a winning note. Difficult, but doable.
- The meticulously planning of all remaining weekends. It seems it was only a few days ago that we had months ahead of us, ample free time to spend catching up with friends and family and hours upon hours to research all the visas, equipment, destinations, ping-pong show venues, airport departure taxes and activities that lay before us. Then, in a blink of an eye, I’m anxiously waiting for my Tier 5 Youth Mobility Visa to be returned (along with my passport) in time for my impending departure date and hastily arranging replacement flatmates, leaving parties, weekends with friends/family etc. All this while making time for fuelling my addiction to flat whites and daily discount websites (see here). It’s enough to drive a man to drink… more.
I’m loathe to announce locked-in plans for all to peruse until my passport is safely back with me and all other “ducks” are rounded up, sedated (quite necessary I assure you) and placed in the required “row” so, until that time, watch for the “Travel” section of this blog to start (hopefully) filling up.