The Shimmy Shack

how do you spell shimmy? I think that's right.
Its something I still have not mastered the art of. I think to my advantage.
Shimmying could bring about more problems then solutions in my life.

Awk. So Wellintong post #1. For those of you that are wondering what my current location is:
Wellington, New Zealand. My port is: The Shimmy Shack rented by the lovely couple Ben and Jess. Its a new thing for me to call Jess...Jess. Its like her New Zealand name.
She moved here and now everyone calls her Jess. For the insiders mind, back in the CO we all call Jess...Jessica, or Jessie, or Jessie girl. I am starting to love it though. I had to fill out some forms today for getting a jay of bee ( job ). There you could write the name you would like to be called by, i seriously thought hard about if i wanted ta fake identity. I decided that for sanity reasons, to stick with my everyday, born with, name.

While I am living here with "Jess", I will be renting and cleaning the shimmy. I also picked up a couple part time jobs, so then people here can have something to talk about when they run into me. Which for the most part you see everyone and their cats roaming the streets of the windy city. Sadly less cats then people. For those of you that can't wait to hear about the sheep... I haven't spotted any yet...except a few pairs of sheep skin boats and rugs? pretty darn close.

So I have been here for a complete week as of TODAY. My aunt was out visiting my sister as well, so I have just now moved into my room officially. Its exciting, a new environment and a new room. It keeps me creative. So after moving my things into my room, I met up with "Jess" and she took me to my first new job, to pick up my papers and get a feel for what I'll be doing. I must first explain that my sister "Jess" is sorta like those 1950's film stars. Her look fits perfect into the corporate work world, which my look is more of a " did she shower today " look. Which I am quite proud of. As we walked side by side to the cable car, her in her cute work dress and clicking heels, and my grey printed T-Shirt that happens to say in BOLD letters " keepin it clean like a washin machine!" We arrive at the cable car, which is sorta like a little train that takes you up a hill, and the guy asked how old i was. We had him guess, he said "15". In between our laughter we said " no, almost 21". He was saying that if I was 15 I could have got a discounted price on the cable car. Nice guy.

After I experienced my new job atmosphere, I headed back to "Jess"'s office for a wee hangout. Then back home, to relax and do my normal everyday life. couch time with my mac. I only have a few more days of what I call normalcy, until I hit real life in the face. To work on Monday. yeah I said work...and I said Monday. dangerous combo.