wow, what a test of self control! I have a parcel from home sitting on my bookshelf, with strict instructions not to open it until my birthday, which is about 22 days away! 22 days of looking at that parcel and trying to figure out whats in it. i am very curious indeed, because its on the heavy side.
I've done my research, and transporting 2 cats to NZ would cost me about a thousand bucks, so its not really feasible. So instead of adopting another cat, I'm going to foster cats instead! yay! and i'm helping out at the cat shelter twice a week, so that should ease my guilt about not being able to rescue all the cats there.

My moving plans are slowly materialising. I've convinced my new job to let me move my stuff in on the weekend before I move in, because the 3 public holidays in a row during that week really don't help my moving plans. Now i need to find a moving van ...
So thank goodness, its all getting sorted. I had to give the realtor a key for my place today, so that they can show people around when I'm at work or out (not ideal, but I really need them to find a replacement, so that I don't have to keep paying rent). So now I have to keep my place a lot tidier, and i have to wash my dishes on the same day that I use them. i know that sounds gross (me not washing them on the same day) but that's the joy of living alone! freedom to do what you want, when you want to!