Gosh, I told a bit of a fib when I said I would update more frequently! The last few weeks have been enormously stressful, so it's been quite hard to find the time to blog.
As you know, I resigned from my job last month. The few weeks leading up to my last day were pretty tiring as I had to find a replacement for my position, and train them to hopefully get an idea if what I do. Luckily, it wasn't so bad, it at least took my mind of the 'new job nerves' which got to me later on.
Whilst all this was going on, I was frantically packing up as much as I could of my things in suitcases, ready to move to Melbourne. I got most of it done, but the night of my last day at my previous job - I was still packing. I had to be ready by the next morning as I had to pick K up from the station, and we were going to drive my car back to Melbourne. Everything went smoothly, my car held up pretty good with the amount of things I'd stuffed into it, and off we went - not without a heap of tears on the way. I have a really good relationship with my parents, which is why I've been able to stay as long as I had. Plus they have been there through the hardest parts of my life, and since then, it's been very hard to break away or even entertain the thought of leaving home. In saying that, it's taken me quite a while to settle into K's house. It just doesn't feel like 'home' yet. I'm hoping as time goes by, that feeling will go away. Although, I really think that once we actually buy our own home - it'll feel more homey, but that most likely won't be until next year.
So, after moving into K's house that weekend, getting my things all sorted, and going grocery shopping for our work lunches - I started work that Monday. Let me tell you, my nerves absolutely killed me. For two whole weeks, my stomach felt like it was about to curl up and die. I could barely eat, I slept terribly, I missed home, and I cried every night after work. Things are better now, but gee, they were a rough few weeks. 
To compensate for my rough time, K said that I could find a cat of my own. And that's where Sir Purrton comes in! We adopted him a week ago from my home town at an animal shelter, and drove him home to Melbourne. I tell you, you want to rip your hair out when a cat just meows the entire time for 2 HOURS! Argh. But, he is the cutest little thing and I just love his ginger fur. My first cat was ginger when I was a child, and I've never had one since. So it feels so odd to actually have ginger cat again. But he's the biggest snuggler, and enjoys company and lots of pats (and food!). He has the best personality and I laugh at all the funny things he does. He's only 6 months old, so still a kitten, but he is as big as our 1.5yr old cat! I wonder how big he will get when he's older? 

Purrton playing with my slipper drawstrings

Looking at me when I was holding the bag of catnip. Oh yes. He does funny things for catnip!

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Today I gave my work my two-weeks-notice. I'm still unsure how I feel on the subject as I have mixed feelings. However, I know this is a brand new start for me, not only job wise, but I get to finally move to Melbourne and live with K! After two years of weekend traveling back and forth to each other as we live in different cities - we will finally be together! FINALLY. I'm so unbelievably happy, but I'm also really scared at the prospect of walking into a new job I am not familiar with. (Hear the nerves speaking? Haha)
I was quite lucky in regards to nailing a job down, I thought it would take weeks, maybe months considering the market is a bit on the slow side. But obviously the world needed some office girls because I had calls coming out my ears! I had a permanent headache all week trying to fit interviews in during work time. I don't know how people do it, but it's such a hassle finding work when you're already in a job! Lucky for me, 5 calls later, 3 interviews in the space of a week and I got one. Phew!
Today, not only did I give my notice, but I had the responsibility of helping to find my replacement. Basically my day consisted of booking interviews, calling up references and giving advice on who might be the next 'me'. If you've never had to find your own replacement, it's not a really good feeling. I felt extra protective of my job more than ever - even though I'm leaving, it just felt really unusual and nerve wracking to give it up for sure. 
I'm in the midst of packing up my room in pieces to move to K's house. It's slowly getting there, and I'm sure I will feel more relaxed and comfortable once all my things are moved and set up properly in my new home. It feels weird to say I've lived with my folks for quite some time, but we get along really well, and they've been an enormous part of my life, and will continue to be. I'm hoping I won't miss them too much when I move. I may need to bring some tissues on that day when I drive away for real!

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