I try to talk myself down from spiralling out of control "You have choices, you don't have to get worked up. You can let it go...It doesn't matter" and then in trying to choose 'letting go' I work myself up with trying to forgive myself for over reacting. It's exhausting.
What isn't helping with my inability to react like a rational human to things is that last week I got rejected from a job (well, two jobs...ok, well 4 jobs but only two I'd interviewed for). I never imagined that I'd still be unemployed by this time this year. It wasn't in my plan. My incessant need to re-react has been making blogging seem like less fun, which is why I'm not around as much as I used to be.
In fact, it so wasn't in my plan that I hesitated to book a weekend away to Tasmania with Inspector Climate who was going to Hobart for work. I thought "You'll have a job, you can't just take any friday off!" As it turns out, I can! So early Friday morning, Inspector Climate and I hopped on a plane to Hobart.
We often joke about living in Tasmania someday, well at least I think other people think we're joking. I'm not joking. Tasmania feels like home. It feels like the best parts of NH living combined with the best parts of Australian living. Hobart is a small city which makes it more palatable to me - this country girl living in Melbourne.
We spent three full days in Hobart and it's surrounds. We landed and there was SNOW on Mount Wellington...
This is the first time I've ever seen snow in Australia and I wanted nothing more than to go make snow angels and have a snowball fight, but people weren't allowed to drive up the mountain (Australians are slightly more wussy about snowy roads than I am, that being said if an Australian says the word snake I freak out, so there is no judgement here).
Inspector Climate and I watch a television show about a town in Tasmania that we've absolutely fallen in love with (with the town). And so when we knew we were going to go to Hobart we rented a car to check out this town. And we fell more in love. We picked up real estate brochures even though we aren't considering moving for the next 2 years at least. We were smitten. I particularly liked this sign that we saw in a little cafe. "Have you lost a chook?"
I also tasted six new cheeses. Four from the Bruny Island Cheese company which sells cheese at the Salamanca Market. I tried their:
- Oen. Cow's milk soft cheese rubbed with Pinot Noir and wrapped in vine leaves
- 1792. Cow's milk soft cheese washed rind on Huon pine.
- Raw Milk C2. A hard cooked curd
- Nanna. Semi hard, herb infused cheese.
But on our last day we ran across another cheese factory - the Wicked Cheese Company - and I picked up their Pepato and Wicked Blue cheeses.
There will be more to come on my Hobart adventures, but in the mean time how was your weekend?