It is election day here in Australia, and I'm feeling a bit trepidatious. I'm sincerely hoping our TEMU Trump. the potato-impersonating douchebag is kicked out of his seat.
We live in hope.
If I was to meet the man in the street I'd be singing this to him loudly, and in his face.(I'm showing my Australian roots, n'est-ce pas?)
Regardless, let's get the Sunday Stealing questions done - and hopefully tomorrow I'm not crying into my beer.
Questions have been provided by Sunday Stealing.
What were you doing ...
1. Twenty years ago?
Twenty years ago, I was living in London, rather depressed, wanting to be living in England, working for a bank and on the precipice of a career change, moving from back-office admin into software testing.
I was unmarried, childless and living in a share house out the back of the suburb in which I live now.
2. Ten years ago?
Ten years ago I was working in a bank as a technical writer, starting out on my Masters degree and living in the flat I'm in now. I was happier than I was 20 years ago. The love of my life was Blarney's cat, Maow Maow.
I was unmarried and childless.
3. Five years ago?
Ew, the COVID years. I was under lockdown conditions in the flat I live in now. I was embarking on the journey with my darling boy Lucifer. I was getting out of the flat for my allowed hour every day. I rather enjoyed lockdown. I was working for a local energy retailer as a technical writer.
I was unmarried and childless, but I did have a fur child of my own now.
4. One year ago?
I was living in the flat I live in now, by travelling regularly to Darwin for work, desperately trying to find cat sitters, living an interesting life.
I was unmarried and childless, but my fur child and I get on famously.
5. Yesterday?
Starting to manage a small, manageable bout of depression, working form home for a company based in the Northern Territory, living in the flat I've lived in for nearly 20 years. My fur child was being a pain in the neck. I have a strained butt cheek. I'm wondering what sort of salad I'll be taking to a barbeque tomorrow (Made a Waldorf salad in the end).
Bonus! What will you do tomorrow?
I'll go to the gym, resisting the urge to do leg weights, and hopefully Peter Dutton as been banished to the political graveyard and we have a hung parliament made up of the Labour Party and a heap of Greens and Independents. Here's hoping.
Postscript: It's now Sunday Morning. Our centre-left government (Americans, read Democrat) government has been returned with an increased majority. As with Canada, our opposition leader lost his seat. Like Canada, we too have said no to the rise of Trumpian, mean and nasty politics. It feels like a bit of sanity has been restored. And there's a touch of schadenfraude for the outgoing leader of the opposition, who is a nasty piece of work regardless.
4 comments:
I miss our fur baby (Cat - Harvey) very much. He was a good boy. It sounds like you have a good fur child!!
I wish we in the US could get rid of our FOTUS-like crazy person who is apparently out of his @#$%! mind
Sounds like an upward trend overall.
Especially re the election. ;)
Hooray for your election results!!
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