I moved on a tuesday, and to be honest,  i didn’t know if waifie would like it. he was working when i went to view it, and because of the various tight angles, i couldn’t take good pictures of the place. when we went to sign the contract, the other tenant was still there, so we couldn’t pop in to have a quick look as well as check out the laundry area, which i didn’t see the first time because it was so tiny – it barely fitted our 4.5kg washing machine and stuff.

 the problem was, and i don’t know if it’s mine or theirs, i was sure i left a message asking them to either leave me the keys, or leave it behind, or something, so i can get my stuff on tuesday. didn’t happen. so now i have to find a cheap/free way to get my double bed and shit out of there or i be flooring it for a while. waifie doesn’t know how to drive, and i am not sure who else i can ask… a friend disappeared on me while offering to help -.-”

but when waifie walked into the house on tuesday, he was absolutely floored. “i love it!” he was just gasping every time he walked in, “you’re a genius!!” ^_______^ yay, he likes it!

With waifie, everything seems like a good fusion of familiarity and unknown. i mean, i don’t know him before work, not much of him after work, and yet i have fun with him at work and throw food at him and such. it’s not exactly living with a stranger or with a friend. he’s given me a lot of room to do whatever i want to the house, rooms, etc.

he unpacked most of the stuff (since he has way more than me anyways) whilst trying to help me unpack mine when i worked. i just gave him a few vague instructions and he managed to work on it. i have also kind of worked out that he’s better at cooking than me (duh!) so we are kind of splitting duties – he cooks, i clean. yer! or he can do both and i just give him moral support by uhm… stabbing him!

and see, weeks of viewing houses gave me a really warp sense of size and shapes. so for some odd reason, i kept thinking the house was a lot more dingy than it really was, and a lot smaller. so, on tuesday, i guess i was equally taken in by the house as waifie was. it was a lot bigger than my estimation for some reason, and the garden and front porch was a lot bigger too… wait everything was bigger!

 

now, we are just missing a dining table, a couch and a rice cooker ^_^ and i think we are all set. the walls are a little bare, but i think i can spruce it up with a tonne of bookshelves – which we need anyways. both of us apparently love gaming and reading o.o he’s got way more games than he’s told me. there’s, like, a box about a meter tall, just filled with games. and it’s the first box of 3 i think. ooo and he’s got a dvd, and a ps2 ^_^ i was just a little offended that the removallist laughed at my hello kitty toaster -.- wtf mate? it’s a working toaster ok?

i think the only thing that disturbed everyone was the amount of softies i have

will put up picts of the house soon

i haven’t got a call back from the embassy yet, and i don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing. but because it’s so close to the flight date now, i have decided not to take any chance and just change my flight to the 19th, meaning i will only be able to arrive in canberra on 20th morning or something and start school on the 21st, if everything goes well. i am trying to make sure i can go to church for ash wednesday no matter what happens see.

 However, i have considered all possibilities, and i have also thought about how i told her to expedite things up abit. if it all goes well, she needs time to process it. so assuming that she did show the PMO my letters and stuff today, and he made a decision today, then this silence is a good news.

if, however, he was too busy to read my stuff, it still could take a bad turn. *fingers crossed* i hope i hear something or another by tomorrow or day after, just so i can calm my nerves down, but if it’s a good thing, i don’t mind waiting just a little more.