The carpet in my room is still covered in cat vomit stains. I still haven’t had the energy to clean it all up, even though I know it won’t take nearly as long as I imagine it will. But its time is coming, people, I promise you. I am sick and tired of looking at it and besides, it has to be clean before we move out.
What – you say? Yes, we’re moving. A little bit south and a little bit east. About an hour away, closer to the beach. In fact, to the beach.
I don’t know yet how I’m going to make it happen, but I’m doing everything in my power to make it happen. If you’ve been anywhere in the world of the Law of Attraction and manifestation, I am “acting as if”.
I am applying for jobs in our new town, I am house hunting, I am letting go of my responsibilities here in Ballarat and I am announcing to all and sundry that we are moving.
Why? Ostensibly to allow my son to do the TAFE course that will lead him to his university degree of choice, as he is unable to complete the VCE due to several challenges. But really, it’s because I need a change, I need to be close to the beach and I need to be somewhere warmer. Ballarat is a damn cold town in winter and the winter is long and bleak.
I am done.
I have also found the town’s business community to be incredible insular, old fashioned and unwelcoming to newcomers. If you haven’t gone to school here, you will forever be a newcomer and nobody will give you their money. Unless you are deemed to be the new cool kid in town, and unfortunately I never made the cut. Sure I made friends, well, really, acquaintances and have a huge network here, but none of that translated to a business that could support my family or even a job.
So, off we go in the New Year. I have decided that the only way we can afford to move is for me to get a full time job, so I’ve been applying like crazy and hopefully this will bear fruit soon.
My younger son was totally against the idea when I first mentioned it months ago, but he has now come around and is ready to leave his school and friends behind to start afresh.
Once I make a decision, things can’t move fast enough for me. I want to be able to start doing all the things that would mean we can move, but I have to wait to get a job before doing all the things. So, in the meantime, I wait.