semi-retiring, work life balance, lifestyle block living


August 2016

Pacing ourselves

I’m waiting.

I’m getting pretty good at it. And so is the man.

I’m waiting to hear about a choice job I was interviewed for on Monday.* Will I get it or won’t I?

I’m waiting for the first open home for our house this weekend. Will a buyer walk through the door with a pre-auction offer too good to ignore?

I’m waiting to view a house the man and I fell in love with on the internet and will see next week. Will this be our new home or not?


If I get the job, I will be the luckiest girl alive.  If I don’t, all is not lost, I will join their volunteer programme. Oh, yeah, and I will land a paying job somewhere. Eventually.

If the man and I get a brilliant offer on our home this weekend, we will be rapt. If not, no problem; a buyer will turn up. They always do.

If the house the man and I fell in love with in the cyber realm is as good in real life and becomes ours –  brilliant! If it doesn’t, there will be another dream house out there. That’s what happens.

Meanwhile the man and I are packing. Our new life in Whangarei beckons.

*I am referring to the hospice job. I missed out on the library job. I think this is a good thing. After 39 years, it’s time for a new career that makes my heart sing!



Right Direction

Occasionally I find I forget what my ultimate aim is. You know the work less to live more goal.

And recently this was exactly what happened: I lost sight of what I wanted. Yes, I dropped the ball.

So what did I do? Well, I applied for a full time job. In my defence, it wasn’t advertised as a full time number;  it was advertised as a .8 position.  But after applying, I found out there had been a mistake and it was a forty hour week kind of job.

So I withdrew, right? Nope, quite the opposite – I went for the interview!  You see, I had cooked up a plan.  If I got the job, I’d do it for a while and then when a part time job came up, I’d apply. Forward thinking, right?

Maybe. Maybe not.

Meanwhile, I have come to my senses. I don’t want to work full time for a nano-second longer. I also don’t want to work in libraries anymore. I want to try something different.

And so with this goal in mind, I have set things in motion.  I have applied for a four day per week job at a hospice in Whangarei.

I am being interviewed on Monday.  I am so excited – what an awesome place to work!

I am praying I will be the successful applicant.

But if I’m not, I know I am now back on track and going in the right direction.



Casting off


So I’ve done it.

I’ve handed in my notice. I have done this without a job to go to.

I should be terrified, right?  Well, I’m not. I feel light and optimistic. I also feel free.

I have been interviewed for one job and am waiting to hear. Things move slowly up north. I have also applied for a job in a hospice. It has immense appeal.

Regardless, I know things will work out just dandy, thank you.

Of course, we have sold the rental and this means we are completely debt free.  It has taken us 38 years to get here so in our eyes, it is monumental. Not to belabour the point, it is a glorious feeling.

Next week our house goes on the market ready for the move to Whangarei.

We are looking at real estate. We have our list of what we want. We’ve now got to find it. And I have no doubt we will.

And I’ve finished the rewrite of my book. It may not be Cowley or Mahy, but I am pleased.

Lots of change happening. And it is exciting.

Onwards and upwards.







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