Suddenly it's Thursday and a week since we bought the house at auction. Tonight (hopefully) we're heading off to the solicitor's to sign our lives away. After that, I'm hoping to go and purchase part of my Bad Dog outfit and Pete and I are going to sit and plan our options for the house renovation. Well start to at least.

Tuesday night after my early mark I ended up at the gym - virtuous, yay. Then I met up with Gary and Peter to return keys and t-shirt and have a curry. Not so virtuous, not so yay. Then Peter got called out to fix someone's pussy (stop that, he's a vet!) so Gary and I retired to the Colombian. Downright un-virtuous, non-yay. Also vile - what's going on with things here? Is it just a winter 'no-one goes out for beers' or what? Any road up - I digress.

Last night I went round to Mark and Carsten's place to find out how their pussy works (stop that again - I'm house and pet sitting for them for a month starting next week). We had a lovely meal and the apartment is great - it'll be fun to live there a wee while, and hopefully should end just as we get possession of the house. Fingers crossed it all works out so easily. Right, lots to do at work, so best get back to it...

It's Tuesday. I had a lovely, very quiet weekend looking after George the Staffordshire terrier and staying over at Peter's, whilst he and Gary were in Melbourne. Stayed in both Friday and Saturday nights, took George for walks, went to the gym, met various people for coffee, chillled in general. You'd think then that I was rested. Oh no. For some reason I couldn't sleep well at Peter's and then on Sunday night went out for beers (the Mars Lounge - new, interesting). Doh. Last night was nothing but eat but I did sleep fantastically well. Today's system testing day has brought back the desire to sleep but I've fought it. And now I've been told to go home early. 4pm. Woohoo! Laters...

Hmmm. Maybe it's a winter thing, but my blogging has hardly been fast and furious of late. I last left you in a kind of bimbo limbo, bemoaning the un-excitement in my life. A mate recently mentioned that life isn't always about the big things, but more about going to the corner shop to buy milk. He reckons if you can be happy doing that, then you can be happy in most everything that life throws at you. There's been much milk lately... not all of it happy. But hey...

In short, things go on. Work is still busy, but good. Pushing for that promotion - review in less than 2 weeks. Fingers crossed. I have started the long and laborious return to the gym. Been twice this week and going tonight, straight from work. Have signed up for the City to Surf again - 14K in 3 weeks time. Only problem is I've not really run since the half marathon almost 2 months ago now. Ouch...

Haven't been out much of late. Am kind of over the scene a little bit right now. Did do beers at Manacle last Saturday and had a surprisingly social time. Cool. Still catching up with Carlo here and there. Mostly there...

I seem to have been given a new mantle of pet/house sitter. Am looking after George the Staffordshire Terrier this weekend and relocating to a different part of Surry Hills whilst friends Peter and Gary go to Melbourne. Tuesday week I move to Newtown for a month as friends Mark and Carsten tour the US and Europe. I guess their pussy will be safe with me (missus). It's a chance for some time to myself which will be good - for some reason I'm kind of craving it. No disrespect to Kerry, who seems great, but I think I need some Davie time.

Finally, in really shock news last night, Pete and I bought a house!! YAY! We've bought 28 Young St, Redfern East - just a wee bit further from town to where I am now. It's currently a 1-bed workers cottage in need of some TLC. Or a bulldozer. It's in a wide, tree-lined street that's blocked off at one end so will be relatively quiet, and it's the worst house in the street! Deceased estate and really needs completely gutting except for the frontage. However, it's on 30m of land and has rear lane access through Little Young St. We intend to build up and back - 2 beds and a bath upstairs; downstairs open plan, out to the outdoor area and then a garage at the back. Fantastic. Or it will be. It's quite a big job so I don't reckon we'll be in for a good while. Depends on plans, approval, builders etc. But how exciting...

Right. It's time to get my act together. I get my weekends back from now until completion in September, then I don't reckon I'll have a lot of time until Christmas. I said I was waiting for something big to happen. I guess this is it!

It's all been happening. Well actually not that much has been happening and I feel a bit in limbo. Seem to be treading water at the moment waiting for the next thing to happen. Whatever that is. Househunting is getting more depressing as it's winter and not much about. What is about is consequently going for a higher price - it's your basic demand and supply and the whole auction system not really helping those of us who are more price sensitive. I also think that the glut of 'lifestyle' programs on telly extolling the virtues of 'renovation' is causing every Tom, Dick and Harry to think they can have a go. Sigh. Next.

Work's OK but busy. Seemingly not as much fun at the moment. Oh well. I've not been gymming either, though I relaunch tomorrow with Liz. Honest I do. Garry finally left and before I had time to think Kerry had moved in. We had welcome dinner on Friday with Rich and Russ, Pippa and James and Anthony which was nice. It's still a bit odd though, coming to terms with someone new living in your house. Very much walking on eggshells until we find the right comfort level.

Stayed in Saturday night with beans on toast, Lost in Space and Harry Potter. Things could be worse. Though I'm not sure by how much... No plans for a while. No desire to go out. Pete's away in Cairns so not even househunting this week. Time to gather my thoughts. Or, if last night's anything to go by (as we didn't do Buffy as it was a repeat) a time to read Harry Potter and escape into a land where things can be altered with the wave of a magic wand. Now wouldn't that be nice?