End Of An Era

As my days in the country draw to a close, it's time for me to move on to my next blog to chronicle the next chapter of my life.

Life in the country has been great and I will still be living it for another couple of months. But I think now's the time to make the shift.

It's been a great journey. Email me at silver_tinker@yahoo.com for my new blog address if you still care to continue reading about my life.

Feeling Loved

I moved into my new apartment last weekend.

My friends came over and helped me and my housemate build some Ikea furniture. To be completely honest, without their help we would probably still be there.

Instead, look at our new dining table! It's extendable, with the intention of saving space, of course.

Truly, I feel loved. To be honest, it's been hard. Moving back to Melbourne, trying to embrace a new life and everything that comes with it has been terrifying, to say the least. But with people who care for me, everything feels so much better.

No. 44 - Eat At 50 New Eateries (57-60/50)

As always, food features prominently in all my trips away.

Went to Pancakes on the Rocks in Sydney because although I've been to Sydney plenty of times, I have never actually been to this restaurant.  The buttermilk pancakes were pretty good but that's about it.

Zest Restaurant in Port Stephens. Very good, except for the risotto. I've been disappointed 3 times in a row in various restaurants - I think I'm never ordering that dish ever again. I'm not sure if it's because I like my risotto really firm or is everyone just making congee?

New Shanghai in Chatswood. Yummy.

Bub's Famous Fish and Chips in Nelson Bay, supposedly Award Winning. The batter they used was pretty good, but the chips were very ordinary and so was everything else to be honest. The Victorian winner, Fish In A Flash wins hands down.

No. 3 - Own A Home

I did it. I bought a piece of Melbourne.

A tiny piece, but a piece nonetheless.

I'm sure I'm going to be happy here.

"Hey Girl, thanks for the cookies

They were really very pretty

So much so I haven't eaten any

You made it yourself, really?"


"Hey Girl, how was your day?
Did you stay up very late?
Work was pretty busy today,
I'm driving home now, it's Tuesday."

I smile when you are around,
I always listen for your ringtone sound,
But you said no promises, just see where it goes,
That is the only way you know.
You said as long as we're happy together
Things will sort out, maybe ever after.
If it doesn't - well, we tried.
That's still a comfort right?


"Hey Girl, I'm going to be a little late,
Don't wait up, I've been delayed.
I'm sorry I didn't call last night,
I was too tired to talk, alright?"

"Hey Girl, what's your plans this weekend?

Wanna catch up for dinner, with friends?

I'll be busy both days, but that's okay,

I'll meet you after, straightaway."

I smile when you are around,

It's like I'm a child in a playground,

But you said no promises, just see where it goes,

That is the only way you know.

You said as long as we're happy together

Things will sort out, maybe ever after.

If it doesn't - well, we tried.

That's still a comfort right?

No. 44 - Eat At 50 New Eateries (55/50)

Went to DOC in Carlton, which specializes in mozzarella cheese. 

Ambience was nice, food was pretty good, but I think I didn't enjoy it as much as I could have because I was just too cheesed out by the end of it.

Too much of a good thing is bad.

Emotional Struggle

I'm moving into a tiny apartment very soon. Having to downsize from a 3 bedroom family home into a 2 bedroom apartment the size of what seems like a handkerchief naturally involves a lot of ruthless downsizing and purging of items that one clearly no longer needs but for some reason just can't let go of.

I think I only use 20% of all the things I own regularly. Yet as I sit in front of my bookshelf, I can't let some of these books go. For example, what does one do with old dentistry notes? It seems silly that I should be attached to them - I don't even look at them but for some reason I just can't throw them out.

I haven't looked at them in the past 2 years and I highly doubt I will be in the next 20. But somehow I just can't bring myself to get rid of them.

And dentistry textbooks. And various gifts from people over the years that frankly, are just plain clutter. Yes, I sound very ungrateful here but really - for all future reference, Dental Girl would really prefer:

- edible gifts
- experience gifts
- fresh flowers

That way, once it's over it's gone. Although if you are so inclined to gift me a Birkin I have absolutely no objection to that sort of clutter.

I know I have to be ruthless and once it's out of my house in a week's time I won't even remember I ever had it in my life.

The struggle continues.