Ok so, we have been in Auckland for four months and it is finally starting to feel homey. We have moved into a little flat on the main street and we have been living out of boxes for the past 2 months. Over the week I have been making frequent visits to The Warehouse, to buy storage goodies. So last week, I went out and got a little trolly with racks for the bathroom, which now has all my goodies neatly packed in one space. Then yesterday we went to go and get shelves, this is the miracle cure to minimal space! We finally have somewhere to pack our towels and our books and all our clothes since the cupboards only have hanging space!
So we have also put up paintings on the wall and also added a few trinkets to make the house feel homey. I have all my sheep parafernalia and things like table clothes and things.
On the side of jobs. Leon and I are relatively happy. I have a fabulous job in a Publisher, where on the odd occassion things get totally out of hand, but at least there is a heap of chocolate and biscuits to give energy where due. We work on Kiddies books and I have gotten a few projects which make me really happy and I am well on my way to where I want to be.
Leon is finding it to be a bit frustrating at work due to the simple things that IT professionals just simply don't see a need for until it's too late. This is a world wide phenomonon. They forget to write a functional spec for the current project, so now they have run into a heap of problems. But Leon just carries on in his smurfly way, taking joy out of Fooseball, which he is almost always the champion in.
We have been rock climbing every week basically since we got here and have made plenty of friends through there. We also have added Jin to our climbing adventures and he is a very smiley Korean guy with a heart of gold.
On our way back from the Warehouse, we stopped to have a drink with my dear frend Collette, and we happened to be there during the SA - NZ tri-nations rugby cup. We had a few drinks and some good laughs and then she kindly gave us a lift home, with four shelves weighing 8 kg each, thank goodness for that since we would have had to lug them all the way up Queen Street.
We were supposed to have a picnic today but unfortunately most people cancelled, so we are meeting the last person for coffee later on. Leon is out getting sweaty, dirty and exercised in the Woodhill Forrests. I wonder what colour he is going to come home in.