Moving right along

I’m trying to think of something other than singleness to blog about so I can shuffle it down the posts a little :). The crazy thing is that, despite the fact that everyone is going to be single, at least once in their life, no-one wants to be the person who brings it up for discussion - and I certainly don’t want to be the person labelled with some kind of "issue" with being single because I do bring it up. So, I write about it, then feel slightly embarrassed and so try and move on ASAP! :) (I think I am generally OK and in equilibrium with my ‘status’, which is perhaps why I am happy to talk about it from time to time – don’t know).

So, anyway, the exciting news at the moment is that we got a place to live on Friday, quite as a surprise, and in the end had a strange kind of bargaining power between two properties. If you have no experience with the current rental market in Sydney, then take it from me it’s BAD, and I was rather discouraged with looking. At almost every property we went to inspect there were at least thirty people, at one that was in the order of a hundred (the line went down two flights of stairs and well out on to the street) and some little old terraces became so congested that I just wanted to get out of there fast – and couldn’t. So, to actually be the approved tenants for anywhere feels like quite a feat! If you are wondering about the "we", well, my plan for this year was to move out on my own (into that one bedroom apartment with the two cats named bitter and resentful – just kidding! – that’s another line from THAT book) and set myself up somewhere further west, where it’s more affordable to live on your own. But then a girl I knew a little, because we overlapped at my workplace for a couple of months before she left to go to Moore Theological College two years ago, came back to work in her summer holidays and ended up sitting at a desk across from me. She was looking to move out of Mary Andrews College for her final year, and we were both spending our lunch times on domain or realestate.com.au, trawling through properties and discussing the difficulties of finding somewhere and the expense etc. So, in the end we got this idea that it was not such a crazy idea that we could share. Because she wanted to be near the college community if at all possible we started in Newtown (and I started to get excited about the prospect of Newtown and all its happenings, as compared to somewhere like Ashfield by myself) then realised that it was really quite expensive and that we were up against a lot of yuppies on salaries a lot bigger than ours, so we decided to go further afield. In the meantime we did find a place we really liked a stone’s throw from Moore College, which seemed, remarkably, to be ours for the taking through a private agent, then both went home and individually had second thoughts about the wisdom of paying that much rent, came into work the next day and reconvened ... and then were offered a flat in Camperdown that we had given up on (which is less expensive, but still not what you would call cheap!). So I am soon to be a resident of Camperdown (though we are just out of Newtown and might as well be in it). It’s all turned out to be not quite what I had planned, but I am rather pleased that God must have had other ideas than me setting up with those two cats just yet, and I am really looking forward to life near King St (we are actually in a nice tree-lined street with a lovely park between us and all that action) and near the Moore College library (I believe non-students can use it, yes?).