dental work

I went to the doctor a couple of weeks ago, and had a health management plan drawn up. I was supposed to call (two weeks ago, argh) a nutritionist and an excersise planner but I haven't done that yet. I will call because I desperately need to go, but I know I'll also have to take time off work to attend those meetings, and I just can't afford to go. However, I did go to the dentist. And under this dental plan, I'm getting $3,450 worth of dental care carried out for free. I know, right? A few touch up on old fillings that have fallen out, a couple of new ones (omg, my teeth are so bad) plus a root canal. I go in for that next Tuesday at 1pm. It was supposed to be yesterday, but I had the reminder down for 2pm, and that was an hour too late.

Well, that didn't work

So much for my big plan of 'one big thing, two little things' per week until the big move. I haven't listened to my Swedish lessons, the money I've made on eBay sales is mostly gone on eBay fees for relisting all the items that didn't sell. eBay says they will refund multiple listing prices when it sells, but I have to pay them all first. I'm kind of regretting trying to sell everything on eBay now. I hate having to spend money to make no money. Is there a free listing/pay commission only website out there? Maybe I'll hold a yard sale or something. But no, they always want bargains, and I remember how much we got ripped off when we had one before moving to Australia.

I don't know what the hell I'm going to do. If I lived in the States, I'm sure craigslist would be a viable option. I have no idea how good the Australia-only section of craigslist is. Maybe I'll check it out. I have to sell some stuff. Well, all of my stuff. I seriously have NO money saved. I'm starting to panic. I can't back out of this. I don't want to back out of this. I can't and I won't. They were saying on the TV about how it's been a month since the terrorist attack in Norway. (Yes, I said terrorist attack. Everyone was saying 'terrorist attack!' until they learned the guy was white and Christian, and then it became a 'mass murder'. Terrorist =/= Muslim. The guy used terror to attempt to spread his message. He's a terrorist. End of.) I can't believe it's been a whole month. What the hell have I done in that month? Nothing. I need someone to keep me motivated. The only problem is I don't have anyone up here, and Mum doesn't want me to move, and isn't really into supporting me, it feels like.

I'm going to print off a big calender and put it on my wall. Mark off the days, with goals I need to reach. Money. Weight. Health. Money.

I have to do this.

Week 1: Big Thing One

The first big thing for the move, and the first thing for this first week.

Started listing the vast majority of my DVD's for sale on eBay.

Going through them all, I'm loathe to part with some, but I'm rationalizing it away with 'I can buy it again in Sweden, stop being silly!'. There are so many wonderful memories tied in with some of these shows. And yes, I realise how silly that is. I'll finish up the DVD's this weekend, and hopefully start on the books (sob!) next week.

The little thing/s for this week? I need to take some photos. Stay tuned!

The Big Move

I haven't updated here in a couple of years, but I'm going to use this place to show all plans and preparations I'll be making in the coming months, up to my BIG MOVE from Australia to Sweden!

The expected departure date so far is Friday, 13th of April 2012. I just looked that up. This is either the best day ever to move or the worst.

Things I've done in preparation so far?

1. Give notice at work.
2. Started dividing up properties to either sell/gift/take along.
3. Started looking at rentals etc online to get a rough price range.
4. That's it.

However, considering that I've only been planning on moving to Sweden since last week, I've done a fair bit. I'm going to try to do one big thing, and two small things every week up to the BIG MOVE.

Sweden, here I come!

the eighteenth

I learnt today that scratching your head relaxes/massages the nerve endings there, which helps you think better, which is why so many people scratch their heads when their thinking; it's a subconsious thing to help them. 

the sixteenth & seventeenth

I posted today, but it ate my post. I didn't post yesterday, so there was nothing to eat.

Have watched seasons 3 & 4 of The Sopranos yesterday and today. Didn't go to work today - missed the bus, mum didn't want to drive me in. I'll go outside, have a smoke, watch a little of season 5, then hit the hay. Gotta get up early tomorrow. Next weeks pay is a three day week. I'm gonna be short so fucking much. This week, God. I wish I could have gone to work today, and tomorrow. That's a $500 week. Four days are $400, three days -- ah, you see the pattern. 

Anyway, mum watched all of The Sopranos and she's been cooking Italian for the past couple of weeks, and she borrowed my Godfather DVD's. 

the fourteenth & fifteenth

So, I missed yesterday. Got caught up with a new book, and fell asleep reading. Woke up around 1am and thought, "I promised I would post. I have to go post" and then I thought 'fuck it' and went back to sleep. 

On the bus on Friday, the driver started to talk to me. Normally, this isn't a problem, but I was the only one on the bus, so I felt I had to listen and start to talk back. He lived in Sweden for four years, and wants a swedish (read: Carl Larsson) house. I love those houses, and my uncle works in property, so I mentioned that you could possibly buy one flat packed and have it shipped over. Now, we're moving to Sweden; he'll get a wife, I'll get a husband, and things will be fine. He gave me his card. I have to stop talking to people on the bus. 

Today, I found out that Fifi, my sister, has a Bebo page. Kinda like MySpace, and she uses horrible 'netspeak' throughout. Some jerk at her school left her a message with a threatening overtone. Made me angry, which was suprising, because I've probably send similar things to her over the years. No punk-ass pre-teen gets to call my sister that.