Ms*Polly

I’m back from Newcastle, and am feeling so … out of sorts. Don’t know why, and I hate it.

The trip to Newcastle was alright; got to meet up with more people this trip round (although I’m sorry to Anj for it being a really short/hurried one, and to Helen for not even managing to catch up at all!). Had a little bbq with people that I went to uni with one evening, and it was nice to catch up on the goss. I miss being in architecture, somewhat.

On the last two days of my time there, James, his parents and I took a trip to Tamworth to visit some family friends – yeah, I’m earning major brownie points with the future in-laws here. An overall enjoyable trip, except for some hiccups or two, which were entirely my own fault. Unless I get to know someone on my own terms, I never really feel comfortable being social; so having to be charming to people I’ve just met (who probably know more about me than I know of them) is VERY unnerving for me. I think I passed muster though.

Back in Melbourne now, and the rain and bleak weather isn’t helping with the mood. There’s so many things I’ve yet to finish, but somehow, I don’t have the energy to get stuck into it. Not even playing with dollies (even Eva’s Faye!) help much. The only exciting thing that I did since coming back was to go to the Eames exhibition down at Fed Square. James’ enthusiasm for Ray and Charles Eames’ design work must have rubbed off on me somewhat, because I thoroughly enjoyed viewing all the chairs and work that was on display. Hey, I even got to sit in the famous classic Eames’ armchair!