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Tuesday Jan 31, 2006

I was speaking with my father tonight and we were talking about what a year 2005 was.

It was a very hard year for my family.

After 10 years my father and stepmother ended their relationship.

My mother moved to literally the other side of Australia.

And my grandfather died.

My father nursed my grandad for months before his death and he has handled this year far better than I think I did.

I still believe that this year was for me to experience all of this, as the main ‘objective’, rather than to learn.

If the learning comes with it then that can only be a good thing.

Even the experiencing sucked.

I did not handle grief well. I did not like my mother moving away. I hated living by myself after sharing a house with my best friend for a couple of years. I fell apart at the funeral. I ended a relationship with my best friend and lover of 12 months. I worked too hard. I worked for an egomaniac nepotistic wanker. I completed a major project on my own and frequently did 80 hour weeks.

But, the good stuff?

I grew so much closer to my family this year. I have an amazing boss and job. I love living by myself. I probably see my mother more now. I realise the relationship ended for a very good reason. I grieved and it got better.

I discovered the beauty of Brazilian waxes, air conditioned apartments, shorter hair, high heels, guilt free friends with benefits schemes, drinking beers on Friday after work, cocktails on Sunday afternoons, Isabel Alende, Douglas Copeland, sleeping, and enjoying being a single 24 year old living in Sydney.

So after 2005 I’m looking forward to 2006.



When any woman mentions: Brazilian Waxes, high heels and guilt free friends with benefits…you just know she is being a tease. ~grin~

January 31st, 2006 | 4:30 am

No really.

In all seriousness they were just some of the cooler things I discovered last year.

Besides I don’t flirt, I’m just friendly 🙂

January 31st, 2006 | 4:36 am

I adore living alone too. It took a while to get used to but i wouldn’t have it any other way now.

February 1st, 2006 | 6:10 am

I can’t imagine sharing a house with anybody else now.

My privacy, space and peace of mind is priceless now.

Plus I hate having to talk to people first thing in the morning, because until I have my coffee my brain just can’t understand what they’re saying.

February 1st, 2006 | 7:26 pm

The only problem with living alone for too long is that you begin to wonder if you could learn to share again.

February 1st, 2006 | 10:51 pm

Indiana – I have no problem sharing with someone. I’ve lived out of home since I was 17 and only 2 of those years have been ony my own.

Plus a roommate is a very different housemate than a partner.

February 1st, 2006 | 11:06 pm

Yep, very different…bj’s in the morning forgive many a housemate sin ~grin~

February 2nd, 2006 | 7:06 am

Well yes, that too.

February 2nd, 2006 | 5:28 pm

I so want a brazilian wax but what worries me is having someone looking DOWN THERE. Ya know? Or maybe you do but it doesn’t bother you *chuckle* I think I’ll have to get over my fear and sometime soon and that was probably more than you needed to know. Right? *laughs*

February 3rd, 2006 | 1:19 am

Oh no, it is weird the first time, having literally nothing on but a paper g-string (hot) in front of a strange woman but it’s also kinda clinical.

It’s like going for a manicure (you know except the nekkid-ness thing), the beautician will treat the experience’s in the same way so it kind of rubs off on you. Plus they understand the nervousness.

Oh and take two Nurofen/Panedeine Forte beforehand. Because um, yeah it can hurt a little. But worth it.

February 3rd, 2006 | 5:03 am
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