When Tera got back from Australia last summer, I drove to Redmond to pick her up from the airport. On the way back home she stuck this little Australian flag sticker on the dashboard of my car. I left it there and if you get in my car today, you’ll be sure to notice it and point it out to me. Yes, I know it doesn’t really make any sense. At least that’s what I would have said up until yesterday. That is when I finally got around to reading my hortweek weekly e-magazine deal in my inbox. In it was a link to an article regarding the urgent need for landscapers in Oz. I instantly became intrigued and began to make plans for a move to Australia this year. It’s not what I planned, but if the great people of Australia need me, I’m willing to help them out with my outstanding landscaping skills. And Piccadilly is willing to make a transition down under as well. This week, I will be delving in deep to the possibilities of a life in the southern hemisphere. Honestly it sounds like an excellent opportunity and one I should really go for. What is there holding me back here? A couple years in Oz….who knows where that will lead. I’m excited. Really excited. I think this is a real possibility as long as I can get the visa stuff sorted. Anyone have suggestions on where to go? I’m kind of thinking Melbourne for some reason. Not really sure, but I know the Australian Open is there and I would like to go see that.
Oh and all of you who are interested in moving to Oz as well, here’s a list of skill sets they need down there right now. I’ve had a good long day of fun and I’m tired. I’ve got some reading and studying to do in my bed now. Catch you fools on the flip side. Cheers.