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Not quite 4 months in...but ..

I'm still moving things around. Crystel hates it πŸ˜‚

I just want my house to look right. 

When I walk in, everything is where it should be. 

I keep making adjustments and thinking and planning and changing things again. And the furniture is NOT light πŸ˜‚ and hard to do on my own or with my 10 month old little mate following every step. 

I still look up and am just in awe. 

I bought this house. This is my house. Our house. 

We live here. 

It's not a dream. 

The goal now is to pay the Regional Council Rates. 

I paid the first lot of ODC rates. 

Bloody expensive! 

At least the regional one only comes once a year. 

Still - I've set up automatic payments for ODC rates for each pay and am going to do the same for Regional rates once I get this first one sorted. 


I turned down the trip to Hawaii. I just can't afford it. It's not logical or financially feasible right now. It cut me. But it was the right choice. 

So instead - I'll do what I can here to minimise the rest of my consumer debt, knock down my other little bills after moving out of Windsor and also the recent emergencies with the dogs. 

I cancelled Enable Me for the remainder of the year as I just need to focus on paying down debt. And getting myself back into that good habit of saving money.

I started going to a chiropractor. It's expensive. But it's helping me sleep better, function better and hopefully will help with my desired holistic health goals. 

I've held onto so much trauma over the years and with each adjustment, my body is finally being given the permission to let it go. 

That's also possibly why I'm so sick at the moment. One day before term 3 holidays begin πŸ˜‚πŸ€¦‍♀️ 

I'm glad I've given myself the year to really focus on me and figure out what it is I really want. 

The interview today and the korero I did for my mentor hopefully will mean more positive vibes for us at kura in the coming term and year. 

Here's hoping it all works out. πŸ’œ

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