I am not clucky. Babies are just cute.

I can’t even remember what I have done this week. Or why I haven’t done any blog posts. I just actually don’t know.

I did have some fun times with @LittleIchiban and Jammin’ Ben on Tuesday. (Sidenote: Yay! Lobster is here!) where we watched a whole heap of Tosh.O, which is now my new favourite TV programme. It is quite hilarious and the guy isn’t bad to look at either.

Had family dinner on Wednesday night. Cousins are here from Toronto. I got to meet my new 2nd cousin, Finn, for the first time – he is 10 months old.. He is so gorgeous. He actually makes me want to have children.

I don’t care what @Jethrocarr says, I AM NOT CLUCKY. I’m just coming round to the idea of actually having kids sometime in the future. I am not ready to change dirty diapers and clean up baby vomit and deal with all other array of things. Oh and then there’s the paying for it for the next 18 or so years (Yes, OR SO YEARS. Don’t judge me, but I’m 24 next week and currently living at home. Only because I haven’t found a job yet. I did spend five years away.)

I am now sitting in #geekflat, having driven down from Hastings today with @LittleIchiban. Did have lunch with entire family – Gran, Uncle, Mother, Father, Cousin, Cousin’s Wife, Baby Cousin.

I has a big family.

But Baby Cousin is so ridiculously cute, as I have already said and I got to play with him and entertain him today at lunch, it was not all bad.

Tonight we had dinner at Wholly Pizza, so delicious and I have done a bit of preparation for my job interview tomorrow.

FINGERS CROSSED.

Will then be driving back to Hastings, then back to Wellington on Sunday. THAT’S A LOT OF TRAVELLING.

Anyway, off to bed. I’m all YAWN FACE.

Memory ain’t that great, but at least my Lobster’s coming.

I didn’t do anything that I had planned to do today.

I had planned to do some photography work, which I haven’t done any in a long time and I only have till June or something to complete it. :-/

Then I was just going to read. I have many books sitting my the side of my bed that I just haven’t gotten round to reading. The pile is also growing. This might be a near impossibility, but it is. I swear. It’s growing.

Didn’t do that either. Frankly, I don’t know what I did. It was definitely nothing productive. Nothing ever is.

I *think* I watched some TV. I don’t really remember.

I did get an awesome morning wake up call from Man Piece today. It was so sweet. I miss him. Hopefully I won’t be in Hastings for much longer and soon I will be able to see him everyday.

I also had about five text messages from him this morning when I woke up. Drunk poetry via text message at 5am.

Yeah. He’s a keeper.

Tonight I went round to Friend’s house to see her and four-year-old. He was running round all crazy like, made me not want kids. But they had a new kitteh called Thomas and he is so adorable. I want one. He likes me too. He just lay in my arms as I rocked him like a baby. He also climbed on to my stomach while I was sitting on the couch and fell asleep.

Nawwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

We then gorged ourselves on pizza and watched House.

The end.

Tomorrow is a new beginning of sorts. I’m starting to writing for Oh, The Scandal! again after a two week break. I think it will be good for me to get back into things. Although I’ll only be able to do it for three days this week, it’s better than nothing.

And tomorrow my lobster gets here! Aka @LittleIchiban! Yay! Hastings District Council is flying her home for a week from Christchurch. Teh awesome. Not only because of HDC doing that, but because I get to see my lobster for the first time in SIX MONTHS. :O

So an exciting day in store for me tomorrow. I should sleeps. Partly because I’m yawning my face off.

Mundaneness is mundane.

Today I have being feeling very ‘blah’. Not really sure why, just am.

I ended up sleeping until 1pm without even realising. Usually I will wake up, see the time and then roll over and try and go back to sleep. But today was different. I just slept.

Very unusual.

It has also left me with one of those subtle headaches. It’s not enough to have some panadol, but it’s enough to make you feel like crap.

So you’re basically between a rock and a hard place. Sometimes not a bad place to be. You can be protected there. I bet it’s warm. Best of all, you probably don’t have to interact with anyone while you’re there.

Which is exactly what I wanted to do today – not interact with anyone.

Alas.

I ended up sitting on the couch and catching up on tv that I had recorded over the last month. Parents were rather annoying with the whole talking over the tv etc, but then they went out and left me alone in the house.

Win.

Gran and Uncle then came over for dinner. Wasn’t really in the mood, but I got through it.

WHAT A TERRIBLY EXCITING BLOG POST.

I’ve also being feeling a bit lost. I guess that is the right word. I just don’t like sitting around Hastings doing nothing anymore. It’s so goddamn boring. I just want out. I’m also of the thinking that, why should I sit around Hastings, when I could be sitting around Wellington? That way I could be seeing Man Piece everyday.

Which is much more exciting than Hastings any day.

Well at least I am heading to Wellington on Thursday and have another job interview on Friday. It will be my third interview this year. That makes one a month. I think it’s a sign. Everyone does say third time’s the charm.

Might leave you with the mundaneness for the night. Spare you anymore pain, yanno, cause I’m kind like that.

Plus I’m watching an episode of Supernatural now and the Two Deans are just way better than writing.

IT’S BECAUSE THEY’RE HAWT.

Laughter is the best medicine.

Continued with my work for NZHerald today, but was then interrupted by family obligations.

Had to take Sister to airport so she could fly back to Christchurch. I actually want her back. Didn’t want her to return to Christchurch. Frankly, I don’t want anyone I know there at the moment, but that’s not going to happen.

The situation is what it is. We move on as best we can.

When I returned home finally, after running Mother on a few errands too. I finished the work I was doing and my work for the Herald came to an end.

Sad.

Oh well, it was good experience and it made me realise how much I actually love what I do. I can’t wait to find a new job again. It’s given me another boost to find that job. It’s given me the momentum again.

I noticed that my writing speed has increased too. Or, the turn around from interviewing the sources to filing a story that I’m happy with.

Much quicker.

So overall, it was a good experience and I can add it to my CV.

It also got me out of the rut that I was slowly falling into without even realising. I had put everything on hold, now two weeks ago, and hadn’t started anything again. Sure you need the time off, but you can’t leave it too long.

I think I can say my healing has officially begun. I guess I will still have my days or moments over the coming months, or even years, but I’m past the initial grief. If any of you understand what I’m saying. I don’t think any of this is making any sense – and I’m the one writing it!

DOES NOT BODE WELL.

Anyway, had a good chuckle on twitter tonight with the #eqnzpickuplines. I was in a weird mood and it brought me out of it. Had me cracking up and in tears. I feel so much better after having a good laugh. I don’t think I have laughed like that in a long time. Especially not in the last two weeks.

I hope other people had a good laugh too. Those that possibly need it more than me.

Sorry for the disruption, your regular programming will resume again shortly.

It’s amazing how a single event can disrupt your life so thoroughly.

I was having a pretty perfect week – hanging with Man Piece in Wellington. I had caught up with friends, Greg and Dave, who I hadn’t seen in ages, and had lunch at a quaint little bakery somewhere on Featherston St.

I went to Te Papa and walked through the European Masters Exhibition and had my own private tour of Parliament with @jacksonjwood.

I hung out with fantastic people and had some casual drinks. It was a good week. A perfect week. Something that I have not had in a long time.

Then it all came crashing down.

My Mother called at around 7pm on my last Saturday in Wellington. The 19th. My Grandfather was dead.

I’d always imagined a call like this. How I would react, how it would feel, but in the end it was all in my head and I didn’t actually have to deal with the reality.

This time I did.

I’ve had my ups and downs in the last week. The funeral has passed, but I don’t think the reality has really sunk in yet. I don’t know when it will. Whether it will be a slow realisation or whether the reality will continue to hit in waves, just like the pain.

There is just no way of knowing.

And if dealing with this loss wasn’t enough, the Christchurch Quake hit far too close to home as well.

Once again, the adrenalin kicked in to know whether family and friends were safe. Some friends I still haven’t heard from, but then again, I don’t even know if they are still in Christchurch to begin with and I can’t seem to find out.

But seeing a city that I love destroyed, breaks my heart. Especially a city that my Grandfather (and family) have a strong connection to. Part of me is glad that Granddad did not see last Tuesday’s devastation.

It has been a very hard week. There have been moments when I didn’t know how to carry on. I just felt like giving up.

But for me, the way I heal and deal with situations is by writing, so I am once again here, to try and continue with my goal of a blog a day. They have not been regular at all, but I hope to change that again. I need this. It is very much an outlet for me.

So this is a quick update on what has been going on. As of tomorrow, I hope to resume my blog a day.

We’ll see how it goes…