How is it going? Let me start…

Well, we have hit the four month mark of living down here in Gisborne, and I will say that the change in location has been one for the memory banks. In both good and bad ways, of course.

Reuban and I have been home owners for 3 of the four months, and we still can’t get over it some nights. “This. Is. OURS!! We can do whatever we like with the house; and no one can tell us we can’t.” This comes up on nights when the TV is off and we’re either reading or gaming/writing on our computers and the house is… silent.

The only sounds we get are the neighbours sheep, pigs, and dogs, a few trucks, cars, and tractors driving past, and… that’s it. I can say that I do NOT miss the thrum of noise from the big smoke. AT ALL!!! Even if we were not on the main road, we still heard it from a few streets away back in Auckland. I would not be surprised if I could not fall asleep if and when I go back for a visit.

I can also say, with a bit of pride, my driving confidence has grown substantially in this time as well. Since Reuban is at work during the week, if there was something that was needed in town, and he was unable to go get it after work, or during a lunch break, I went and got it. The drive in is not that long, thankfully – about 15 to 20 minutes depending, and I have slowly but surely gotten to know the layout of the township of Gisborne.

If I could, I would take a video of my drive, but haven’t gotten around to that yet. And the people. My gosh, the people are just the nicest bunch I have ever met. So helpful, it is so nice to see. Not that I’m knocking the people I know back in Auckland, but I’ve had perfect strangers just smile, nod, and wave as I’ve walked/driven past. I never got much of that in Auckland, or at least the CBD.

Sadly though, I am still looking for some work, but I keep looking for ones that I know I could do. I just email my CV through and hope for the best. I will say that I am getting a few phone calls and email responses for a few, and not just the regular ‘generic’ response of “We have received your email, … , we will get in touch… blah blah…” but actual ‘human sounding/reading’ emails. I was shocked with some of the first few. I even got a posted letter response for one! What?!

Okay, I didn’t get the job, but a posted letter back. With a signature no less!! That was a BIG surprise, and I was not at all upset that I had missed out on a job. The fact that someone took the type to write this letter, sign it and POST it to me is just. Wow. I have NEVER seen that happen. EVER!! Something will come up, I’m sure. Just keeping my fingers (and toes) crossed and thinking positive is all I can do really.

And finally, slowly but surely, the house is feeling more like a home now. We’ve gotten almost all the photos up on the walls now. We even got a second bed just last week into one of the spare rooms, so now it doesn’t echo in there so much (haha). Only second-hand, but it does the job well.

Well, that’s all for now. I better go and get this dinner started before I loose all motivation on being productive. Until next time, keep smiling.

And this is my story… [in progress]

Right. So, another blog.

This time however, it is going to show my opinions and thoughts about going through  with moving out of a big city to a whole new location.

First off, I shall introduce myself for everyone.

Hi, my name is Darlene. I am a Taurus who loves reading, writing… wait. No, this isn’t AA, or some dating website (ew).

But seriously, I’m Darlene, I am currently working in retail, as well as studying as a post-graduate student at AUT in Auckland City, New Zealand. I won’t say my age (because why should I?) but I am at a point in my life where the need for something and somewhere new is a much wanted life-goal and necessity.

Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2008)
Selfie with the boyfriend/partner at Shakespear Park (2009)

This is me, with my partner. His name is Reuban, and he will make some appearances in my future posts from time-to-time. He is also currently a sales rep for a company that sells all things related to the maintenance of cars. (don’t want to say the name just yet, in case)

We have been together for almost seven years now, and this is the first big adventure that we have done together (so far…) It is he, that got me to start this blog in particular, so that I can document what we go through, what I think about what he is telling me, or what and where he hopes to see us going. But, since I am wanting to be the writer, he said I should do all this, instead of him. (Not really, but that’s the gist of it… I think)

NB: I am still working on how I want this blog to look, so bare with me. There will be a number of possible changes over the next couple of days, which will likely just be cosmetic to how I want the whole page to look and flow.

Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby. (2014)
Mixie, the Foxie-whippet cross nine-year-old fur baby.

We also have a dog, her name is Mixie. She is a nine(ish) year old Foxie-Whippet cross and is just… well, she’s the first dog that I have had that is indirectly mine – long story, but, she was found by Reuban and his mum and Reuban just took her in and has just.. been there ever since. ‘The foundling’ is what she is called from time to time.

So, I think that is all the initial introductions out of the way, and I am not sure what else there is to add…

If someone has a question at all, about anything, just leave me (or Reuban for that matter) a comment below. I will do my best to post something at least once a week, but … I do have a tendency of leaving my blogs for weeks, or months at a time without posting, but I will try my best.