Us Two ....

April 7th marks the day that we say good bye to our little place here in Wollongong. No, we're not coming home yet and NO, we're not going to surprise you by showing up a few weeks early and walking into your house the second after you just got out of the shower saying 'SURPRISE' nice and loud.
We're still coming home on June 24th. That hasn't changed.
However, up until that date that looms over my head with this sense of impending sorrow and intense joy, we shall be living in a different spot.
As I've said many times over here, Brad has been working out of town and will be until we leave. He has a permanent three days a week of work up in the Southern Highlands until we leave in June (three months! ah! three months!). As a result, our little place here has seemed quite empty. While Brad is gone, I spend long days at Uni getting my work done and long evenings at friends houses because they are just so good to me and don't like me to be alone.
I get scolded (very politely) when it is heard that I spent an evening alone without calling anyone.
Good, good people.
We had been throwing around the idea of moving out of our place, as it is a waste of money to be living here only a couple of days a week and eating meals here even less. And so it has come about that we are moving in with a couple of good friends here, for the last remaining months.
And we're quite excited about it.
Plus, they have pretty much the world's cutest dogs.
The little one- his name is Jack. And the big one- his name is Bear. Jack is a decent mouthful for Bear.
I cuddle with them daily.

Have you ever had an infestation problem? Like a significant one? Not a couple of ants walking in straight line through your kitchen but like the kind of infestation problem that when you walk into your house in the evening, all your possessions appear to be twitching and moving because they are covered in some sort of bug? Like a cockroach?
No? You never had that problem?
Well we have.
And it. is. the. MOST. disgusting. thing. ever.
I used to think that it was just people with really dirty houses had cockroach problems. But, even when our place is spotless, it is crawling with cockroaches. It is a super common problem in the city- pretty much everyone has had an issue with them. We're not the only ones.
They're usually not the big ones that you see in movies. These guys range from the size of an ant to about the size of a larger earwig but still. Take 50 of them and put them in your kitchen and see how you feel. And they poo. Everywhere. Little black dots over everything. Luckily, not many of them make it into our bedroom.
So we're looking forward to moving.
The other morning, Brad and I sat down to eat breakfast. As I bowed my head to say grace, I glanced up at the steaming latte sitting in front of me.
And there was something floating in it.
Distracted throughout the prayer, I stared at my precious drink, debating what had made it into the smooth foam on top..
I reached over, and picked out a cockroach.
"Brad- did you put a cockroach in my coffee?"
"No, why would I do that?"
"I don't know. It's disgusting."
"Yeah, it is."
And with that, I picked up my drink and took a big sip because really, I stopped caring a couple of months ago.
Just strengthening the immune system.

And because we just loaded some pictures onto our computer from our old memory card, here is a picture of Carolyn and I feeding the kangaroos about a month or two ago.
I love kangaroos- which you can tell from the over happy smile on my face.