Nothing's that easy

Last time I wrote I was inspired, feeling scared, but still excited and yes, quietly confident. Oh well, that didn't last too long.

I suppose on a scale of 1 - 20 the few setbacks I've experienced hardly raise me past a 4, but still, it was enough to make me wonder what on earth I thought I was doing.

My initial idea of simply picking up a suitcase, grabbing the dog and arriving after some 6 hours of driving were dashed after a brief discussion with the Dept of Housing and Tranport.

"No. I'm sorry Ms Turk, but we don't supply furniture with the unit, not unless you're a graduate."

"But, I'm only going for a few months."

"I can't take my furniture, a friend is house sitting."

The patient young man explained the government rules and regs yet again to my non-accepting or comprehending brain.

Ho hum,....so I've been buying second hand furniture. Not much and cheap.

In the middle of this my trusty computer was invaded by a Trojan Horse, which inflicted a fatal blow and caused a melt down.

Of course I've since found out that the furniture, however humble, won't arrive in Kal. till after my start date, which is a week next Monday. That means a hotel for me and a kennel for my dog.

Add to that an unexpected bill for four new tyres, "I wouldn't drive out there on those.", I heard the serviceman say; a late delivery date for my new laptop; and a number of other minor, but no less irritating obstacles and I was just about ready to call it all off.

Funny though yesterday I woke up and everything seemed to fall into place. So what is so bad about furniture arriving late, computers can be fixed and as long as you've backed everything up.... well that's another story, and new tyres well I'd have needed them going away or not.

Oh yes and my new laptop arrived today ahead of schedule......yea back online.