Hello. I'm back again. I can't stay away from the blogosphere or Perth. Just when I thought I'd had enough of blogging something new and exciting happened and brought me back here to my blog. I've been back in Perth for only three weeks and I'm already packing my bags again and moving on. On to a new job, new city, new life... at least for the next eight or nine months. Tonight I am off to the moderately sized seaside town of Bunbury to start a new job as the Real Estate Writer for the Southwest Times newspaper. It was pretty serendipitous that this job was advertised in the Perth newspaper the day I was returning to Oz. My loving and ever eager bf came across the job advertisment as he was already on the lookout for a job on my behalf prior to my arrival. It was the perfect thing and one of the first things he mentioned when I got off the plane. When the call came that I got an interview we literally jumped for joy. It was the 'big break' that I have been waiting to happen.
But with any new and exciting situation comes a handful of changes. Change that I am not looking forward to. I HATE change! I've never been good at handling change and already my nerves and emotions are rising to the surface. It wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't having to handle the first week in a strange city at a new job on my own. On top of that I have to find a rental house to live in within the week. The company only puts me up for a week in a hotel. I know, I'm such a baby. But having some familiar company would make the process 110% better. My loving bf is staying in Perth to finish his uni exams this week and travelling two hours each way just isn't going to work. I'll have to go at it alone. I guess it's nothing a little beer can't cure... hopefully.
