Happy Wedding Anniversary!

We went to our local RSA tonight for tea to celebrate Mum and Dad’s 33rd wedding anniversary.  They must have wanted it to be a special night out together as a family because they paid for the whole thing (that never happens now that us kids are adults).  We turned up, signed in, ordered and then sat around at our table for over an hour waiting for our meals and listening to Dad’s slightly sexist views on having conversations with females.  “You gotta wedge yourself into the conversation when they take a breath otherwise you’ll not get a chance until half an hour after they’ve moved on to a different topic!”

Dad and my younger brother ordered medium rump steaks.  Since when was medium “sopping with blood”?  I’d ordered the roast pork and it was incredibly watery and fatty.  They gave me a fairly large serving of pork but I could only eat half of it.  Maybe it’s just the fact that we don’t get pork at home (mum hates eating pigs).  Mum had ordered scallops and the cooking staff had completely forgotten about her order.  She was standing at the counter waiting for them to batter and not fry the scallops enough.  She said they were completely tasteless.

I realise I’m moaning a lot.  The menu at the RSA is pretty much the same as any other club you’ll go to in New Zealand.  Why is it then that some kitchens manage to cook easy pub meals better than others?

We got our pudding from the supermarket to save money.  The boys got double chocolate and cookie ice cream and a chocolate mud cake.  Mum and I bought boysenberry ice cream and thick custard to pour over it.  If I wasn’t feeling so yucky from the pork I would have enjoyed it more.  It’s just a shame that my parents wedding anniversary was tainted so.

Ooooookay I’m a lazy bum!

In more ways than one it seems!  I’ve just finished the six month contract with my job and am officially unemployed again.  It means that I have more time to catch up on all the stuff I’ve been meaning to do but haven’t because I didn’t want to waste my free time with more work.  I don’t want to be unemployed for too long, I’m hoping they’ll decide to renew my contract for another six months or that another job will come along.  I don’t want to lose my motivation.

Where do I stand at the moment?  I’ve now paid off two credit cards, two overdrafts and one personal loan and my car loan will be paid off this September.  Yay!  It’s quite an achievement I’ve been told.  I took the slow route of getting myself out of trouble rather than taking the easy route (options like declaring bankrupsy).

I’m partly hoping that I don’t get a permanent job.  I’ll be happy if I just have temporary/contract work for the rest of the year as I’m planning on going to study a Commerce and Admin degree next year and I’ll be strongly tempted to put those plans on hold if I have a good permanent job.  I just wanna get outa mum and dad’s home and go back to living my own life.  The psychologist told mum and dad I was unlikely to ever be cured of my BIID and anything he does is just a stall…Mum still thinks I’m “working through it” and that I’ll not be using my wheelchair again.  I think Dad knows it, he stops Mum when she tries to open up the can of worms.

It’s so weird being awake at 1 am and not having to worry about getting up tomorrow.  I’ll be waking up at a decent time thursdayish, the first few days are my holiday.

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