It's done, it's over. For at least 5 months!
I feel like I'm on holiday, oh wait, I am! I'm actually starting to enjoy this town instead of resenting not being in my own space. Unfortunately I need to find a job. It's a bit too lazy to have 5 months of nothing, and I want to move out sooner rather than later :p
In other news, I have officially been married for one year and one day today. How exciting is that? We went to the Byron lighthouse to exchange gifts, the rat got me two! A beautiful pair of pearl earrings, and the most perfect necklace I have ever seen. It matches my engagement ring! That's one perfect husbad I have there.
We then went to a fancy restaurant by the sea, had a wonderful dinner, then went to an extrememly funky arthouse theatre and lay on lounger/cusions in the floor to watch a romantic comedy. All in all a pretty perfect evening.
My only sad moment yesterday was while shopping for my Husbands present (I got him a nice pocket knife, which seems pretty lame compared to his amazing gifts), I stopped by the windows of a baby store. Baby stores have made me clucky and impatient since we started trying, but this time I was just depressed. I didn't even go in to coo over the clothes and toys. I'm afraid that if it takes much longer to get pregnant it will end up being a wholly depressing experience, and I really don't want that. Making babies & being pregnant is supposed to be fun, or at least not a negative experience.
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