If you think about it, Melbourne is on the east side of Australia. Though if I’m honest, I’m always looking for ways to incorporate Jeffersons’ references into my life.
In case that previous sentence didn’t spell it out for you (how could it?), we’re moving to MELBOURNE. For those of you who think I already live in Australia, you’re wrong. I live in New Zealand. There’s a difference.
Here’s Ruby looking up flights to Melbourne.
My husband has decided to go back to school and was accepted into a programme in Melbourne. So in 8 weeks we’re off to throw another shrimp on the barbie! Yes, I’m hoping all Australians are exactly like the stereotype. If I hadn’t already named Ruby Ruby, I would’ve named her Bindy*.
The idea of packing up and moving to a new place makes me feel excited terrified thrilled scared stressed a lot of things. Guess there’s not much I can do now but put my head down and get a bajillion things done between now and February.
Don’t worry, I’ll keep you posted on my progress. Blogging is therapeutic, and I’ll need somewhere to go to vent. I pulled enough of my hair out after Ruby was born.
*not really
Well this is sad news for NZ. Well done Australia.
I’d like to think they didn’t win me so much as they are stuck with me. Oh the havoc I’ll wreak.