I'm just not willing to invest my entire enthusiasm just yet. Not until the paperwork is signed. But we are as good as there. They've discussed benefits, salary car allowances, Australian business culture - which apparently is a bit more strict than American or the UK where full suits are the norm and image and seriousness are highly important. Husband went and bought a new suit. I think he needs two and will push him on to get another. He'll need a lightweight suit as it's still rather warm in San Diego and Melbourne. He chose a really nice charcoal grey suit from Cerruti that goes well with his blue eyes. He now needs black shoes. I told him brown shoes and a grey suit look very bad. Am I right?
He leaves on Sunday for four weeks; two in SD and two in Melbourne, getting training, getting to know his team and coming up with...plans. I was told about it, but it's gone now. I remember there was talk of Luster (Lustre?) training. He is thoroughly excited about the fact he will circumnavigate the globe.
I've been scrubbing down walls and grabbing stuff and throwing it away. "Do I want to haul this 10,000 miles across the ocean? No." in fact Husband said to me "Stop throwing stuff out." but I don't think I can. I've gone all Super Christian and seem to be shedding my worldly belongings. I'll arrive in Melbourne with a suitcase and high hopes. Then again, even Maria had a guitar.
Painter/decorator coming around today for a quote, ordering a skip to empty the garage/shed into and it's all systems go. I want my house ready for sale in four weeks. Husband will come back and not recognize his own home.
So that's all we got up to now.
On a more personal note, I'm perpetually hyper, stressed and have pooped once all week. But my house smells like spring. I'm going to try and clean the Roman blinds today. Could be tragic.