Who am I again?

I HAVE evolved. I am no longer Mandi. I am Mandi, you know the one who's off to live in Oz ....

Although I am the very same person who started this Australian-permanent-residency-application ball rolling some 18 months ago, it seems I can't actually go anywhere now without the 'A' word being mentioned.

We've just returned from our three week lookaround trip of the southern hemisphere and can honestly say, it was fabulous. The weather is fab, the people are fab, the country is fab. The spiders and snakes are, however, not so fab but as long as they keep themselves to themselves in their little, dark, damp hidey-holes, that will suit me fine.

Now I've got the trip under my belt, I feel a tad anxious about my position that's now set firmly on the top rung of the ladder. I've run out of stepping stones, I've got to the end of the tether, I may even have, somehow, run out of steam. But it's something we will do, just as soon as the house sells.

In all honesty, I'm in no rush. I like my job, I like my home, and believe or not, I even like my family and friends (!!!) so now I've actually spent some time down under, I want to sit back and clear my head of the geographical furball that's accumulated inside it.

I need time to sit back and reflect on what I've seen, where I've seen it and when I'd like to see it again. I do believe our lives are mapped out for us by a force of the unknown .... I wait to see where mine sends me....

Crystal ball anyone??