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Published: April 21st 2010
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Ain't it funny how quickly things can change? It took its course in the matter of a few days. I went from being happy, while enduring self pressure to get some travel plans sorted, to just plainly at peace with myself and consistently happy. I remember Easter weekend was fun, caught some bands on Brunswick Street, enjoyed some beers with some friends. Just a good weekend. Sunday brought sunshine and a hangover. I had the house to myself with the sliding doors open, the gentle breeze blowing in the door, the sounds from the birds in the fig tree and my guitar in hand. I felt some sort of personal peace or peace of mind. It was Easter Sunday. I went for a walk to my local bakery to pick up a loaf and my phone rang. It was my boss instructing me to not bother coming to work because I was fired. I had never been fired from a job before and expected it to be more traumatic then what it presently was. I said “Okay” , closed my phone, put it in my pocket and kept walking to the bakery. I remember my next thoughts were along the lines
of what a great day it was and just how happy I was in general. I now could play guitar all afternoon or just enjoy the sunshine, these thoughts made my smile. Later on what bothered me about it all was the fact that it didn't bother me. I was unphased and even relieved that I didn't have to go back to that job.
Since those chain of events I am the happiest I've been in a long time. I've been enjoying my trip but maybe it has only been a recent revelation of how lucky I am to be in my shoes. My loved ones are all healthy back home, I've been blessed with great friends at home that respect what I am doing and don't get too upset with the late birthday wishes and the non attendance on some important days in their lives. The birth of my godson has got me thinking. It bounced around some emotions inside me. This time in my best friend Patrick's life and I've not been for the pre-fatherhood and now the early fatherhood days. Plus I am looking forward to meeting this little guy Noah and being a part of
his life. It was flattering to be asked, via Facebook, to be the godfather even though I won't be there for the baptism.
I was moving out of the flat share in Ripponlea on the 22nd, so I decided to job search until then and maybe move on if things didn't work out. So after the Easter Weekend, I enjoyed a day of job searching, registering with agencies and applying online. After a couple of days of relaxing, reading, guitar playing, and researching my newest travel ideas, I decided to visit St Kilda. St Kilda is a favourite place of mine in Melbourne and though I live within walking distance (25mins) I rarely go. So I hit the streets with my resumes and headed St Kilda way. A little detour first, St Kilda Beach. Kicked of my shoes and walked up the beach barefoot ,watching the boats in the harbour. After walking most of the restaurant lined streets in St Kilda, I was ready to call it a day. I decided to walk a bit further on Fitzroy Street only to spot a restaurant with a help wanted sign. I noticed it was busy and thought it would be
best to come back after the lunch rush. After a coffee I walked back up to where I had seen the sign. In no time I was talking a tour of the kitchen and meeting the owner. I was given a trial the next day. The trial went well and the following day I was hired. So on Sunday I was fired as a casual cook for my attitude, and on Friday I was hired as a head chef for my attitude. Ain't it funny.
So my last week has included early mornings, some late nights, meeting loads of new people, learning a new menu, rostering, ordering, food rotation, kitchen sanitation, talks with the owner and management. It is a good challenge as this is my first head chef job. The food is simple, my staff is made up of culinary students and backpackers. I think it's a good place to learn some new skills.
As of Thursday I am moving once again. This time its to a couch at a friends place in Carlton. The plan is to spend around 2 weeks on the couch and once my good friend Phil (famous from my Wellington blogs) gets
into town we may look for a place together. This moving around the city keeps my life exciting at least . Constant change is good, I think.
Autumn has crept up on us all here. The summer lingered, but now with the time change the sun sets earlier and the weather has consistently given us clouds, rain and cooler winds. But the last few days it has been over 25 and sunny. I spent the two afternoons on the beach in St Kilda with a load of backpackers. It was just nice to enjoy the warmth of the sun, talk travel stories with the gang, swim, play games and booze our way around the streets of St Kilda in the evening.
So my life at the moment is not overly exciting but I am enjoying the moments of this chapter of my life. What's next? Life. Ain't it funny?
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