Career girl by accident

Do you hear that?

The sound of high heels clipping on the footpath, the ding ding of the tram, the steam going off on the espresso machine and the buzz of very busy and important suits pacing the streets.

I've got a new job in the city, girls. And I'm stoked.

Okay, so it's early days. Day two, in fact. But I haven't cried yet so that's a good start.

Everyone is nice, there's a coffee machine in the kitchen and I have a window desk. There are plane trees to look out over (my hayfever will be interesting!) and I can wear lipstick and high heels every day without being looked up and down by the frumpy grumps at my old work. 

I'm excited about this next chapter, there's anticipation in the air and hope in my heart.

Next, I just have to try and hunt down 'Keith'!

#careergirlbyaccident

Take off

I just booked my flight to Melbourne.

Like, the flight that will take me to my new home where I'll start my new job and find my new boyfriend and experience a new happiness.

Expectations high? Nah!

It still hasn't really set in, the fact I'm leaving the Rads. And my family. And my cute little shoe box of a house.

I've got so much on my mind - a crazy Easter at work, to start with.

Then finishing up my job, packing up my house, starting my new job, heading to New York, turning 30, throwing a shindig of a partay and then crossing the border for good to see what life throws at me.

Oh, and finding somewhere to live in Melbourne. That's not going to break the bank or break my heart.

All this within the next 8 weeks.

And breathe.

xxx

Brace yourself

The most special friend left me a little surprise in my letterbox the other week.

Completely out of the blue and unnecessary but so very much appreciated.

She said she saw the silver bangle above (paired with my favey J.Crew bracelet) and thought of me so had to buy it. How sweet!

Anyway, it's been the most eerily relevant mantra to live by in recent weeks.

If you have the strength to believe, your dreams will come true.

I've had a dream since the 1990s of what my perfect job was. I'm caught on our Year 12 video saying that's where I see myself in ten years time, and I've had the job ad from 2001 stuck to the back of my door ever since.

Well this week, after a crazy and long winded few months, I was offered my dream job and I have accepted.

This means a move to Melbourne and I'm freaking out.

But I'm excited. And really proud of myself (if I do say so myself!). I've been committed to my dream and been strategic in my decisions to help get me there.

It's all a bit daunting now that it's happened. And all in the lead up to my 30th birthday. Eeeek!

So stick with me as I start this new chapter. Melbourne, please be kind to me.

And Radelaide, stay cool.

xxx