Wu-tastic Wu-News!
I started the day with a headache. It wasn't a good start to the day, but soldier on I did.
I was busy this morning as the removals truck finally made it to Newcastle. Ian (the driver) was a good bloke, though, and we soon had the goods packed away in the storage room. Michelle even helped out a little, too. We were done in under two hours, and I actually felt better (stunk to high heaven, but I'd worked up a healthy sweat, and my headache was almost gone).
Once I got into work, I faxed an application for this three-bedroom house (about a block-and-a-half away from work) into the real estate agents, but it took about an hour to go through because of the timesheets that one of the team leaders had sent about thirty seconds before. I thought I was in a bit of trouble there - it was taking forever to put an application in, and I was sure that this would be too late.
I had another inspection in the city at 2:30pm but we missed it because of the... bendiness of Hunter Street. It was a shame, as the unit was above a Gloria Jeans, and I'm a bit of a coffee-holic. I had a late lunch at Oporto, and headed back to work.
I got a message from James (goodknight80) at 3:20pm, saying that the real estate agents called him and that it "should be all good."
I had another inspection at 4:30pm, but it was a toss-up between the one at Cooks Hill and the one at Broadmeadow. I took a colleagues advice and went to see the one at Cooks Hill with Michelle. It was nice - and had a nice, large dining/lounge area - so I took an application form.
On the way home, Michelle received a call from the real estate agent, asking for a character reference. She was (understandably) a bit nervous about talking about me with me inside the car, and I was a little warm, so we pulled into a carpark and I got out to cool off in the afternoon breeze. While Michelle was talking to the agent, I checked out the bottle shop whose park we entered, and I found a bottle of Samuel Adams beer in the fridge - there was only one left! I don't mind Sam Adams so I bought it, and wandered back to the car.
We hadn't even got through the door (at about 5:20pm) and I got a call from the agent, saying that I was awarded the rental, and gave me the details of how to get it set up. Woohoo! Turns out that my lucky Samuel Adams turned out to be a celebratory beer! Success!
And it's about time too. I've been getting a little bit of cabin fever way out here in Fishing Point. The beautiful Lake Macquarie might just be at the back doorstep but there's nothing to do when the nearest bait shop is three hours walk away. This new place I got is in one of the inner suburbs of town, and is less than two blocks away from work (one small block away from Gloria Jeans)!
For the first time in the month that I've been to Newcastle, I'll actually be able to do something with my time! I'll have independence, and not have to beg a lift into town or spend half the daylight hours walking to the train station!
Of course, I told the news to Michelle's dad, who grumbled and groaned about my still being here, but he's a bit of a prick.
Yes indeed. Today's a great day to be Luke!
I was busy this morning as the removals truck finally made it to Newcastle. Ian (the driver) was a good bloke, though, and we soon had the goods packed away in the storage room. Michelle even helped out a little, too. We were done in under two hours, and I actually felt better (stunk to high heaven, but I'd worked up a healthy sweat, and my headache was almost gone).
Once I got into work, I faxed an application for this three-bedroom house (about a block-and-a-half away from work) into the real estate agents, but it took about an hour to go through because of the timesheets that one of the team leaders had sent about thirty seconds before. I thought I was in a bit of trouble there - it was taking forever to put an application in, and I was sure that this would be too late.
I had another inspection in the city at 2:30pm but we missed it because of the... bendiness of Hunter Street. It was a shame, as the unit was above a Gloria Jeans, and I'm a bit of a coffee-holic. I had a late lunch at Oporto, and headed back to work.
I got a message from James (goodknight80) at 3:20pm, saying that the real estate agents called him and that it "should be all good."
I had another inspection at 4:30pm, but it was a toss-up between the one at Cooks Hill and the one at Broadmeadow. I took a colleagues advice and went to see the one at Cooks Hill with Michelle. It was nice - and had a nice, large dining/lounge area - so I took an application form.
On the way home, Michelle received a call from the real estate agent, asking for a character reference. She was (understandably) a bit nervous about talking about me with me inside the car, and I was a little warm, so we pulled into a carpark and I got out to cool off in the afternoon breeze. While Michelle was talking to the agent, I checked out the bottle shop whose park we entered, and I found a bottle of Samuel Adams beer in the fridge - there was only one left! I don't mind Sam Adams so I bought it, and wandered back to the car.
We hadn't even got through the door (at about 5:20pm) and I got a call from the agent, saying that I was awarded the rental, and gave me the details of how to get it set up. Woohoo! Turns out that my lucky Samuel Adams turned out to be a celebratory beer! Success!
And it's about time too. I've been getting a little bit of cabin fever way out here in Fishing Point. The beautiful Lake Macquarie might just be at the back doorstep but there's nothing to do when the nearest bait shop is three hours walk away. This new place I got is in one of the inner suburbs of town, and is less than two blocks away from work (one small block away from Gloria Jeans)!
For the first time in the month that I've been to Newcastle, I'll actually be able to do something with my time! I'll have independence, and not have to beg a lift into town or spend half the daylight hours walking to the train station!
Of course, I told the news to Michelle's dad, who grumbled and groaned about my still being here, but he's a bit of a prick.
Yes indeed. Today's a great day to be Luke!