Must have smart pants

Okay, all you smarty pants-es out there ... you win. I am sooo not good at this regular blogging gig ... as the lack of promised summary of my tumultous year may have suggested.

I swear I kept sitting down to write it (okay, well i at least thought about it often) but I never seemed to come up with the goods. There have been things to do or someone to catch up with ... that in itself, my friends, speaks volumes ... a far cry from how I use to be. Think, hermit. Think, insecure. Think, Ugly Betty without attitude. And that may be a close summation of all that I was. Now I'm dead disappointed if a mate pulls out of a social rendevous.

But aside from the blossoming social life. I have moved house. It has been a little stressful and time consuming but I must admit, it's nice to now have a proper one bedroom apartment. The whole studio apartment arrangement began to wear thin. 2 years of living in one room will make anyone find the extra cash for a plush pad! Admittedly, I have had some ongoing problems with the landlord not doing the bits and pieces to the property as promised. I had to send Rob into the landlord's office to quietly scare the be-jesus out of them to get stuff done! Shockingly girly but effective tactic.

I have also been applying for jobs in Oz. At one point I was spending every waking hour answering assessment criteria (literally five questions which you write a short essay on)... I nearly gave up it was so daunting! But my applications are in and now I just wait.

As for my weight. Not much is happening. I'm barely eating anything and have had to go for colonics just to get a proper bowel movement. Noice, huh?! So I have decided to go and have some fluid removed so I can get proper nutrition during this last push to get to my goal weight (whatever that actually is!).

So, ummm, that's it for now people. I wouldn't bank on another titillating installment for a week or two (I'm trying reverse psychology on myself!).