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You know you have a wonderful life when you see this….

…. and realise that it applies to you.

The key thing in my life that I wished for was SO.  Not him specifically, but a man who loves me, respects me, trusts me, and understands me.  I am so incredibly, amazingly lucky that we met, and that he feels the same way about me that I do about him.  I couldn’t ask for anything more.

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m.i.a.

Wow, I’ve been in absentia for what feels like ages.  As you may have guessed, there’s been lots happening.

Most of the empty gaps in my mind have been taken up with our new property.  We signed the paperwork for the financial side of things on Tuesday, so now we just have to wait to see when the property valuations are going to happen, then see if we get our finance approved.  Our mortgage broker isn’t concerned, so we’re assuming it’s all going to be fine.  As a result, I’ve been scouring ads for furniture – beds, wardrobes, chests of drawers,  a fridge, you name it.  This is one of the fun parts of buying property for me – it enables my bargain hunting fetish to be used to its fullest extent.

We’ve also been informed of our tax return outcomes.  We’re in luck – our combined return will mean we can pay my mum back, and still have a little bit left over.  This is fantastic, and has been a huge weight lifted off our minds.  I took my coworker P out to lunch to celebrate when I found out on Friday (SO was already eating lunch with his work friends, so he wasn’t an option).  Yay for tax refunds!!

Work has been interesting.  There’s going to be a review of my section, and the broader ‘corporate services’ area (read: HR).  We’re even going to be able to give our opinions on how we think the restructured section should look like.   Fortunately it’s not going to mean any job losses, just reshuffling of positions.  Basically, I don’t really care what happens to where my position sits; as long as I don’t have to work with my former boss, I’m happy.  If I end up reporting to her, I’ll have to leave the organisation.  But at this point, I’m not panicking.

Healthwise, all is going well.  I’ve kept healthy since coming off the ciprofloxacin, so that’s just great news.  I realised the other day that I’d been sick for over two months.  That’s ridiculous!!  I’m so glad that something finally worked.   I’ve also been eating healthily and watching portion sizes.  It’s paying off, slowly but surely.  I’m actually wearing some size 14 (Australian) pants again.  This is a freaking miracle.  Also, people at work have been complimenting me.  They’ve noticed that I’m looking more trim.  I like it, my face is actually attractive when I’m an okay weight.  (Current BMI is 26.1, so I’m still carrying a  bit, but it’s dropped from 27.8, so I’m happy.)  If I can keep this up for another five or so kilos, I’ll be at a weight which makes me more or less happy.

On other health news, I have no idea how I’ve done it, but I’ve managed to rick my back.  I was fine when I got up this morning; fine surfing on the net, fine when I sat down to eat breakfast.  When I got up from breakfast, THE PAIN THE PAIN THE PAIN – my back spasmed and I felt sick.  It’s still so sore, and it still feels like it’s spasming.  I can’t turn my head properly, or bend down.  I have no idea what I’ve done, but I’m sorry!!!  I’m on ibuprofen, and trying to keep my back warm, and I’m hoping it’ll be better by tomorrow – I’m not skipping work for this (it’s not quite that bad) and I also have to go to mum’s for dinner (it’s the anniversary of my dad’s death, and we’re going to scatter his ashes).  Oh well, as long as it stays like this, it’ll be manageable.  If anyone has any tips for this kind of thing, they’re most welcome!