What was I doing 10 years ago?
Much the same as I'm doing now. I've been in stasis for the past 10 years. I had a 13 year old daughter and 11 year old son, little money to rub together as my savings dwindled and working in the public service with great hours and crap money. Social life was largely 'at home' events with friends BYO barbecues with the exception of a season ticket to the Ensemble Theatre. We did a lot of camping which was fun. I had one of those trailer tents that I could easily erect by myself with only a little help required from kids "hold that pole" in order to erect the annex. Another joy (read moment of madness) of that time was buying horses and being able to ride over the back with my daughter, and son on a bike in tow, before all the new houses went in. Life was simple and uncomplicated and comprised largely of work and an over absorption with tweens.
Five snacks I enjoy in a perfect, non weight-gaining world
I'm not much of a snacker to tell the truth. Often a day goes by and it's 3.00 before I realise that I haven't eaten anything. Hence my propensity to carry weight, my body is in constant 'famine' mode but here goes:
Hot chips and gravy from the local chippy which hasn't suffered since the Greeks moved out and the Koreans moved in.
Phoques Cove King Island brie with lavosh and strawberries - I never quite worked out how to pronounce 'Phoques'.
Iced coffee without the cream (you get more iced coffee that way)
Baileys Irish cream on ice (now reserved to Christmas only)
I'm pushing for a fifth . . .probably a Wendy's Mocha Chiller or Boost's All Berry Bang!
Five snacks I enjoy in the real world
MS mini-chocolates on the reception desk at work, 70cents each (I do it for charity - honestly)
Bacon Lettuce and Tomato toasted sandwiches. The sort of healthy snack if you forget the mayonnaise
Pistachio nuts, salted and in the shell except pick the shells up off the floor they hurt like tiny pieces of lego if you tread on them in bare feet
Prawns . . .Queensland tigers, in the shell. Not quite a snack but a treat nonetheless.
Wholegrain vitawheet and Vegemite, for some reason these have the regular habit of dislodging old fillings and result in remedial dentistry. The most expensive snack I've had this year.
Pay off my debts and the kid's HECS bills
Buy the block next door to my sister, clear all the crap away and build a dream house
Donate a sizeable amount to homeland charities like the Salvation Army or the Smith Family. Charity begins at home.
Travel . . Paris first . . then perhaps Scandinavia and spend Christmas in the snow all snooxed up with a blazing fire and a turkey feast. Then map a path around the world to visit bloggers and overseas friends.
Hire a personal trainer to force me to shift my ass and get into a regular exercise regime
Five jobs that I have had:
Strawberry picker - it wasn't very successful I was fired after 1 day for eating the profits. I didn't mind, it was hard on the knees and was only paid $1.50 an hour.
Chicken packer at KFC from 16-21, fun times since most of my family and friends also worked there. It paid for travel, a car and a horse and we got to take leftovers home at night to munch during the Saturday night creature feature. I never found out what was in the 11 secret herbs and spices, they arrived in plain white packets with no ingredients listed.
Girl Friday - can't call them that any more. Clerical support to two product managers. One of them had a hyphenated name and an awful stammer, it was hard not to laugh. I was 'broken in' with an old electric typewriter and carbon paper. Remember that . . white to the client, pink in the file . . .I never worked out what happened to the blue copy.
Copywriter/Marketing Coordinator in an in-house Creative Dept. for an American multinational. Great job. Did it for 15 years before being made redundant by an asshole called Michael Coldwell because he thought I threatened his rise to power. I guess I did, he's now Managing Director the prick.
Project Manager for a national policing agency. I was PA to the director and project manager for the National Fingerprint Identification System (NAFIS) replacement project. Did such a good job that Amanda Vanstone, the then Minister for Justice, granted our $50 million request to replace outdated technology and took the project to Canberra and laid everyone in Sydney off! Good parting package though so I wasn't bovvered . . .
Three of my habits:
Lapsing into smoking cigarettes more often than I would like
Having two cups of tea and one cup of coffee, every morning before I go to work. If one is missing, the day just doesn't start correctly . . is that a bit OCD?
Chewing the quick on my fingertips when I'm nervous
Five places I have lived:
I've lived in many more than five places but these were the best of them:
Born in Stockport Cheshire where I lived until I was 11 and we became 10 pound poms and emigrated to Australia
Donvale Melbourne where I began high school, bought my first horse and had my first kiss but didn't stay long enough to make many friends
Kings Cross - although my mother insisted it was Elizabeth Bay because it was a posh flat even if there was a call girl across the hall who insisted sitting naked in front of her window.
Parramatta, just across from the gaol in a tin box flat with 70's burnt orange benches and second hand furniture. Lived there just after I got married and had dinner parties on a fold away picnic set. If I stood on the toilet seat and peeked out of the bathroom window, I could actually see inmates being hosed off the roof during a prison riot. Also had our car stolen from the carpark and the man downstairs complain because we 'walked too heavily' across the lounge room.
Kellyville Sydney . . where I am now on five glorious acres being encroached upon by McMansions and civilisation and nosey neighbours who call the fire brigade every time we have a small pile burn because they think it's public land and we're causing a nuisance. A place where we once never had to lock cars or doors. Great place to raise kids, have parties, ride horses but plagued by a mass of ever dissiduous gum trees that have made me and my leaf blower inseperable.
Five people I want to get to know better:
I'm copying Kath here and tagging, because I really do want to get to know these people better. They're intelligent and intriguing and when I have my billion dollars I will certainly visit them in the real rather than the virtual world - if they'll have me that is!