I figure I should update, but the only thing I can think of to say is that my feet hurt. The past two days I've had shifts through the hospitality temp agency, and today especially I did a hell of a lot of running around. I would much rather be doing work through the admin temp agency, but this is the one that's coming through for me and at the moment I got to take what I can get. I'd get paid more in an office, and at least I'd get to sit down... but on the other hand, I'm still more scared of offices than I am of cafes. Anyway, the people have been nice and I'm making money and keeping busy so I can't ask for much more.

Aside from that, nothing much has been happening... I went climbing on Monday night, Tuesday I caught up with an old friend, and last night I worked... I was fuming by the time I got to work last night, the Boy made me late and didn't bother to even apologise and I ranted for probably the first half hour, but got over it... and we've talked about it but I am sick of these things at the moment... my swings between thinking I've made the right decision and being unsure just seem to be polarising right now - when things are bad they're really crap, but when things are better they're really very nice. It's crap, but as has been pointed out to me numerous times lately, there's not much else I can do for now but ride the roller coaster a little longer.

I've told the ladies at the Thai restaurant that they might want to think about getting a new waitress as of February 1st. Man, that was hard to do, over two years working there I'm their longest serving waitress and I love the girls... but I think they were expecting it, they knew I was thinking of moving on.

While I was working yesterday the Boy had a chance to visit his Dad and Stepmum and have a bit of a chat without me around, which I think was good... he tells me that they've basically taken a hands off approach, they're disappointed but at the same time they think that our problems are our business and that we've got to do what's right for us, without them telling us what we should do. It's great that they're being so supportive. I wish I could say the same for the Boy's mother... he told her in a brief phone call the other day, and now she wants *me* to call her so that she can talk it over with me. I'm willing to bet that a big part of it is that the Boy knows how to deal with her and I don't, so she'll get more info out ot me... I just don't want to be having that conversation. I wish she could just respect that this is between him and I and that it's really none of her business... I won't be calling her, but I'm certain that she'll call me and that I will be having that conversation at some point. Not looking forward to it.

It's times like this that I really appreciate how great my family is :) Mum has been great about it all, ultimately I know that it doesn't matter to her what I do as long as I am happy... I haven't actually told Dad yet, but I feel a bit uncomfortable about ringing him for that purpose - I don't talk to him very often anyway so it would feel like a weird thing for me to do. I figure he'll find out via my sister anyway (like he found out about my engagement, although I did try to get in first on that occasion) so I may as well let it go that way.

At this stage I'm still heading to Sydney for Christmas, and the Boy still really thinks that it will be okay... at least I don't have to worry about what his mum thinks of my tattoo now :) I don't know, maybe it will be okay... to be honest, although I think it may be a bit uncomfortable and his family may even wonder exactly what I am doing there (and probably rightly so) I'm not exactly dreading it... at worst, I am simply ambivalent. I don't think that anyone is actually going to go out of their way to make things uncomfortable for me, it's mostly going to be in my head. I'm not really too concerned.

We've managed to get all of our Christmas shopping out of the way by using gift vouchers from previous Christmases and birthdays... works well for me because I never buy anything from Myer anyway :) I think I feel this every year, but it really seemed to sneak up on me this year. I went to the supermarket the other day and saw a sign reading "3 and a 1/2 weeks to Christmas" and just thought holy shit, how did that happen? Just keeps rolling around...

Oh, and I don't think I mentioned that it's hot, like 40 degree hot, and so humid... the thunder is rumbling and it's just begun to rain again. Kitty is not having a good day - he got punished with no food this morning because last night he decided to pull a pizza box off the table and ate his way through half a slice and then all the topping off another four pieces (who would have thought he liked pineapple?). First he misses a meal, and now thunder... probably makes for a pretty crap day if you're a cat.

My day was fine, but I'd kill for a foot massage right now, and I know I'll sleep well tonight :)

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