Spaghetti Rom-Com

As with previous days, the first part of my Monday was spent Skyping and looking for jobs. The Peterpan's job page that I paid $39 for was bringing up tonnes of likely jobs and it was all I could do to keep up with them! I applied for room attendant positions on a Dive Boat and three island resorts. Hopefully these will be as successful as my applications in Brisbane. Out of four applications, I was called in for two interviews. Now that I have decided to go to Cairns, however, I don't need/want a job in Brisbane.
At noon I walked into Sandgate (a 15 min. stroll down the road) to buy a contact case (out of the fifty million I have at home, I brought 0), some hair clips (same situation), post some mail (look out for it!), and buy some dinner ingredients. Mio was working from 2:00-9:00 so I offered to have dinner ready when she came home. I had some spiced sausage, spaghetti, fresh bread, and a $7.99 bottle of red wine (a Merlot to be exact). I also picked up two more movies from Mio's work : )
It was only 1:30 when I got back to the house, so I put the movies on and continued job searching. I also skyped with Giustina (stuck in the middle of no where, working a back-breaking tree-planting job for three months so she can be eligible to apply for a second work visa), Chantelle, and Benji.
When the movies were finished (and my sappy tears dried), I began chopping vegetables and frying sausage. The dinner-making process was more of a scavenger hunt as I did not know where anything was in Mio's house, but I ended up locating everything I needed. Thyme, Rosemary, Cumin, Worcestershire Sauce, salt, sausage, onions, garlic, and whole roma tomatoes went into the sauce. It smelt fantastic and I was starving so I grabbed the half-baguette and decided to eat my half. An empty bag later, I felt rather guilty but deliciously content.
There was just one thing wrong with the spaghetti. The sausage. It had fennel in it. The bursts of liquorice taste did not contribute to the rosemary/thyme and it was a bit of a disaster. I felt quite stupid since I'm usually not a bad cook at home. But spaghetti has never been my strong point. We decided to save the wine for a better occasion : )
After dinner, I began reading Mio's 7th Harry Potter. A couple hours and a couple hundred pages later, it was 11:30 and I was asleep on the chair. I was trying to stay up until midnight so I could say goodmorning to Benji (his 7am) but my eyelids wouldn't allow it. Utterly defeated and exhausted, I crawled upstairs and into bed.
So, goodmorning Benji (my time) and everyone else! Today looks like a lovely day. Let's see what it has in store.
xoxo - Katrina