As I sit here on the train home from another day crunching the numbers (or hopelessly staring at a spreadsheet, hoping sheer force of will can get it to fill itself out) I’ve decided that it’s time to become a millionaire!!
If only it was that simple.
So I’m just going to start this and see where it takes me. Or if anyone would like to just give me $$$$$???, no takers?? Fair enough.
I turned 40 a few months ago, and despite my best efforts I can’t seem to feel like a grown up. Maybe it’s my lack of kids, stable relationship or a firm idea of what I want to be when I grow up. I don’t know. What I do have is a terrible case of itchy feet (which is how an English girl finds herself living in Melbourne for the last 3 years) and an overwhelming love of trainers, espresso martinis and basically anything shiny. Told you I wasn’t a grown up. (This culminated in a 40th Birthday trip to Las Vegas and a red sequin mini dress. Sounds a bit mutton dressed as lamb, I promise you it wasn’t. Or if it was I really don’t care. So there)
I spent a few months back in 1998 travelling around Aus with my cousin. A decision made after a spectacular A-level failure, and a realisation that I wasn’t going to suddenly change from slightly nerdy teen to amazingly cool uni student wafting around campus, the envy of all who see her. I ended up a nerdy teen qualified for absolutely nothing stuck in the town I really wanted out of. That trip was amazing, and planted that little seed in my mind that made me want to come back.
Don’t get me wrong, my life’s been pretty great. Just took me a little while to find my feet. I was elevated to way cooler than I am by some brilliant friends, and stumbled into a career that I didn’t realise I was looking for. I’ve been a retail merchandise planner for some of the most amazing companies. Numbers + Fashion just does it for me. (Maths for a living, warned you I was nerdy) Also escaping to London first, then Brighton just fed my wanderlust.
Also good at Maths but bad at grammar, so apologies up front for all the commas in the wrong places, and sentences that ramble on.
I miss home everyday, but then am loving the lifestyle here in Aus and would miss it if I went home. Aaahhh torn in half! Just wish Melbourne was a bit warmer!! (Or I could pick up all my friends, family and the job I had there and bring them here)
So new project in attempt to stop my itchy feet, and share the nonsense in my head. Hope you enjoy!!