My cards are amazing

We had friends over on the weekend and I did card readings.

Oh.

My.

God.

I even amazed myself!!! For one of my friends I mentioned a new business opportunity overseas, a legal conflict with a woman, an emotional issue causing her to have health problems. She said that I hadn't said one thing that didn't make sense to her.... and she had never told me any of it.

The next one wasn't so amazing but I mentioned her starting a new job (which I knew anyway) and there being one woman who she needs to watch out for and another who is a friend and ally. Also two men who she works with being helpful but there wasn't much more about them. Also possibly changes coming up with her husband's job (which I didn't know). She confirmed all of it.

What amazed me the most was that while I was reading cards and all this stuff was coming out, it turned out that two of my friends (as in, Annabelle's friends) might have the opportunity to relocate overseas next year. But get this. To the same place we are considering relocating to! :-0 We could end up on the other side of the world with all of our Adelaide friends. How weird is that?

Unsettled

There are Things Going On. Not bad things, just Things. Changes. I'm not allowed to talk about the Things quite yet because nothing is confirmed, but the changes will not be insignificant if they do happen. In fact, they will involve entire turning upside down of one's life and lifestyle.

I'm feeling rather unsettled and anxious about the whole thing even though nothing is definite yet.

More later. For now, I need to focus on what's in front of me, i.e., my stupid uni presentation and my stupid ethics proposal so that I can finish this stupid Master's degree.

What a day

I cried again today. This is the 2nd time I've cried at placement. What a sooky la-la.

The first time I had to actually cancel a client because I was a blubbering mess. We had done a morning meditation during which our supervisor, Matt, told us to "breathe in all our discomfort" (instead of the usual pushing it away that most people do, y'know?) And to breathe out compassion and kindness to all the people in the world experiencing discomfort. Breathe in the discomfort. All the painful feelings you don't want to experience. Breathe them all in. So like a good little student, I did. And then after it was over, I bawled my eyes out. I actually had to work hard not to blubber *during* the meditation. Waaaaayyyyyyy too much discomfort for my liking that day.

So immediately after meditation finished I had to ask Matt for advice about a client. There I was asking about a client while having a total emotional breakdown. When he gave me a slightly quizzical look regarding the possible reason for the emotional breakdown, the only explanation I could come up with was "Well, you would go and make me breathe in my discomfort!" I tell you what though, if you're ever going to have a personal crisis, a psych clinic is a good place to have one. He very gently asked me if perhaps I might prefer to cancel the client. Lucky one of us was in control of their faculties because I SO could not have seen a client but I was all OF COURSE I'M NOT CANCELLING THE CLIENT! ARE YOU MENTAL?!!!?

Needless to say, I cancelled the client. .

So that was several weeks ago.

Today, we had our usual weekly supervision and it felt like I got hammered. I didn't actually get hammered but that is how it felt. Probably I'm just feeling fragile and overwhelmed and stressed again. I was kind of ok with it, but he (poor, frazzled, sleep-deprived Matt dealing with neurotic students day in and day out) came to see me later to ask if I was ok after my hammering and to tell me it's no reflection on my performance, and that I'm doing really well. And the floodgates opened again. I'm a basketcase, there's no doubt about it.

Let's see if I can get through to the end of placement without getting myself committed.

Long time, no blogging

I'm so bloody busy I can't even think straight. No kidding, it's like information comes into my head and falls out my ears. I can't retain anything. We seem to have a calender full of dates - for both business and pleasure - that keeps growing longer and so every time someone says "How about doing such-and-such on this date?", instead of me being able to do my usual "Oh it's a Sunday. Yes, Sundays I'm free" or "Yep, Fridays I'm home with Annabelle", I'm having to go "Hang on.. which date is that? A Saturday in September? ummm let me see".. and run through the filofax in my brain to work out what's going on before replying "No I'm sorry, Saturdays in September and October are all booked but I do have a Saturday in November still available. Hurry though! It won't last!" argh!

It doesn't help that I have chosen to keep Annabelle home on Thursdays and Fridays. Lovely for girl-time, but not lovely for keeping up with all the extra bits and pieces that need doing but simply do not get done with a 3yo underfoot.

Anyway, enough whinging. I have an ethics application to write.

Presents all 'round...

You know how I said I got some money? Well, so did Annabelle. Not only did she inherit a little bit, but we have been saving all her birthday money for quite a while and putting money into her account every fortnight so she's got quite a fat little bank balance for a three year old. The idea of the birthday money has always been to save it up and get her something for the backyard like a swing-set or trampoline and the rest is just hers to buy a house with or something. (Just in case you think we are cheapskates raiding her bank account to buy her presents LOL!! Well, ok we are...)

SO, we went to Toys R Us to try (for the gazillionth time) to get her something for the backyard. Every time we try to buy something "big" for her the stores are either out of stock or it's not on sale or it's going to take four months for delivery or something.... So her bank account keeps getting fatter and the backyard stays empty.

Well, this time they had them in stock. And it was swing-sets that were on sale, not trampolines. A bit like this one, except with a slide on the side.

I was swaying towards a trampoline because all her friends have one but when we saw the difference in prices, Mel was quite partial to the swing-set. And you know.. all her friends have got a trampoline so maybe swings are good for something different. So we ordered the swing set and it will be delivered this Friday. Which gives us five days to use it as a bargaining tool. "What's that? You don't want to go to bed? Oh well, looks like I'm calling up the man to tell him not to bring the swing set!". You get the idea. It's working so far.

But meanwhile, she spotted the bikes. We had every intention of getting her a bike for her birthday but she didn't want one; she wanted a scooter. So we got her a scooter and she does love it but she's a bit dorky on the scooter. She hasn't quite got the hang of it. So yesterday we put her on a bike with training wheels and she took off around shop, whizzing up and down all the aisles on it. Better still, she had zero interest in the "Barbie" bike for $150 and seriously wanted the "Butterfly" bike on sale for $70. Done deal.

When we got home and dad finished building the bike, we headed out to the park, her on her bike and me with my 450D. Still practising with the camera but got a few nice photos.

I bought a new camera

I got a bit of money so I decided to buy me a present. Here it is - a Canon EOS450D:



It's only... oh let me see... TWO HOURS old!!.. so I haven't had much chance to play with it yet but OH how I look forward to playing with it. We've always had Canons in this family so I bought this one so that I can use all our other lenses on it, and just because I'm pretty familiar with how they work. You know, since I did a 2-day course and became an expert and all that. Heh.

Anyway, it's just turning dark and Miss Annabelle and I are off to meet Mav at the pier for Friday drinks. I might get some nice pictures of boats that I can post. I'm excited!

and another...

Thanks to Beany for this one. Story of my whole life. :)

Beached as, bro

For my kiwi mates. Made me laugh and laugh.

I went to the psychic fair

Adelaide seems to have a lot of these events and my friend Dija and I (as well as her mum and her sister, Linda) love to get along and have a reading or three to find out what's in store for us.

Linda always wants to know if she's going to have another baby, Dija (being a mother of seven) wants to know if she can rest easy that there are NO MORE BABIES and I'm usually far less interested in babies and much moreso in prophecies of fame and fortune and basically how much longer until I get on Oprah, dammit.

I was a little concerned that today they all said pretty much the same thing and it had nothing to do with fame or fortune. Specifically they said that I have way too much nervous energy, my nervous system is very "shaky" and that if I don't do something about letting go of stress and worry, I'm going to get sick. hmm... ok. I've been a bit stressed so that's a fair call. Except one woman went as far as to say "I mean it! If you want to be around for your daughter, you will pay attention to my advice!". EEK. That's a bit serious.?!

I know lots of people are sceptical of these things but some things were said that were kind of freaky. For example, one woman who said (like they all say) that I will have a baby boy told me what name she thought he would have. It is only in the past week that I have been thinking that this IS the name I would like for my baby boy. (and no, I'm not telling you what it is!). Trust me, it's not a common name. It's a name that's a bit dorky so I've been tossing it around thinking "I wonder if my kid would get paid out if I called him this" so it blew me away that she said this was going to be his name, with absolutely no prompting from me.

One also told me that someone close to me (she named the person) is suffering from a particular medical condition (which is true). Again, I'm not going to go into details because it's personal but it is a very specific thing and not something a psychic could just pull out randomly and pin on a person thinking it's general enough to get a few "hits". Not a chance.

There was talk of a person called Helen who has cats. Mel's mother is Helen and she fosters abandoned cats from the RSPCA. There was something else about Mel being totally shitted off with his work (which he is) and that she's amazed he hasn't told them to get stuffed (so am I). And lots more stuff that was all interesting and insightful.

Whether it's a load of drivel or not, for me it was worth the money to have a fun morning out with girlfriends comparing psychic predictions...

I don't think I'll be having an exhibition any time soon...

I'm doing a 2 day course on how to use a digital SLR. It is really great to learn all the different camera functions, but also really frustrating because it is bloody hard to keep your camera on "Manual" when it is so much easier to put it on "Idiot-proof" (as the instructor calls it)!!! Photos are so much harder to get right, but I appreciate that it's the only way to learn so I'm just trying, trying and trying again and taking a lot of shitty photos along the way.

I got some printed today and will take them in tomorrow to get feedback. Meanwhile, I took a few this afternoon and while the photos themselves were not crash hot, I did have fun playing around with them in iPhoto. It's a blessing and a curse to have access to all these tools that make your photos look nice. It means you don't really need to be a great photographer at all. But I want to be one anyway. :)

If you click on any of the photos, you can see them bigger. I don't know why Blogger makes them so tiny...





My next project is going to be learning how to us photoshop. My mum and dad bought the latest Creative Suite and have kindly allowed me to load the software onto my Mac. Yay!