Sunday
Soda floats and catching up with Amy – she was in town for her Masters graduation. What a smartie.

Monday
It’s often hard to tell where the mural ends and the graffiti begins.

Tuesday
Sun and haze across Wellington harbour.

Wednesday
I hate this sign. So damn hard.

Thursday
New specs arrived from BonLook. They packed the box with glitter. Opening that at my desk was … an experience.

Friday
At certain times of the day Wellington is really quite pretty.

Saturday
Craig and I drove to the bright lights of Foxton for second-hand furniture shopping. I resisted buying these old western novels and also a Nelly Furtado vinyl.

This past Saturday I ended up, along with my youngest sister and my mama, at the long-abandoned Fever Hospital in Wellington.

The heritage building has been given to the SPCA by Wellington City Council to use as a new home for its animal hospital and education centre.

Ahead of starting extensive renovations the SPCA volunteers ran tours of the building -all for the price of a small donation going to the charity.

Opened in 1919 to treat TB and influenza sufferers, it was also home to people returning from the war. Later it was used as a chest hospital. Wellington Polytechnic’s Music Dept briefly used a wing in the late 1990s before it stood, abandoned, for the 10+ years.

We even got a ghost story or two! When standing in the room where they held corpses before moving them down the ramp at dusk or under the cover of darkness (as if that wasn’t creepy enough) they told us of Sister Slipper – a nurse during the 1970s who was known for, surprisingly, slippers. She’s been spotted about the place.

Of course, I don’t really believe in ghosts.

… not really.

Sunday
Of course when having brunch within sight of a motorcycle shop we have to go and look at the motorcycles.

Monday
Beautiful sky and the Town Hall buildings.

Tuesday
Poetry near the lagoon. Wellington’s waterfront is really quite lovely.

Wednesday
Heading to Back Benches. It was a Wednesday after all.

Thursday
Meeting Craig on our way to meet with the mortgage broker. We didn’t expect to find out we’d got the house. But we did. Best meeting.

Friday
We’d gone unconditional on the house and I was changing jobs. Craig and I went out for a celebratory meal.

Saturday
Ridiculously painfully hung over (we’d celebrated the house with friends. A lot) I walked, slowly, along the waterfront to meet my mum and sisters for lunch.

Sunday
Checking out the house again. Thankfully we still liked it.

Monday
My first day at my new job and Wellington was deluged.

Tuesday
First House sitting day in the new job. It was very very dark along the waterfront on the way home.

Wednesday
Dead eyes and woollen hats.

Thursday
There’s a new Katherine Mansfield statue at Midland Park – the woman of letters. It’s brilliant.

Friday
More rain! More rain. It’s becoming winter.

Saturday
I talked my mum and sister into touring the abandoned Fever Hospital with me.
More on that anon.

&

It also made sense, economically, we’d pay a wee bit more in mortgage than in rent but we’d be able to pay off a debt which in turn would allow us to save more on a monthly basis than we had been. So if we do decide to go travelling again, to move overseas, there’ll be some money with which to buy flights and, you know, live on.

Just like that Craig and I spent the next few months heading from open home to open home.
Last week we went unconditional on a wee art-deco flat in Wellington. If everything goes to plan the settlement date is less than two weeks away and just a couple of days after that? Craig and I will be living in our own (gulp) home.

Don’t worry. There are still no babies on the horizon. Fingers crossed.

I had wanted to post my regular 365 in 2013 photos and also tell you about changing my job and, you know, BUYING A HOUSE, but Flickr decided to lock me out of my account for 12 hours.

So you will have to wait. I’m sorry. Here I am surprising you with buying a house and then … nothing.

Well. Not quite nothing.
Please enjoy these instagram photos of our new apartment.

(I pretty much wandered through open homes asking myself “but is this place instagrammable enough?”)

Sunday
Headed back to a grey Wellington and went out for dinner with my family – where we arrange the bottles on the table by height.

Monday
A wee stylised Acherontia Styx friend for Grumpy Cat.

Tuesday
This feijoa sat on my desk all day – it wasn’t mine and I felt bad just eating it. I lasted 6 hours before I gave in and ate it.

Wednesday
The night before ANZAC day so of course we treated it like a Friday night.

Thursday
Which was then followed by a no-good very-bad ANZAC day. I hid from the world and then drank a glass of wine.

Friday
Walking down the beehive on a Friday evening – they were doing work on the Saturday and had installed emergency lighting so they could turn the main lights off. I mean, I presume.

Saturday
Laura had Kim and Kate and I around to watch The Hour (yes, again) but just a few episodes this time. She made delicious Jewish honey cake.

&

I really really should get better at the self portrait part of this. It’s just, the light in our room is so terrible. It’s only ever too bright or too dark.

(two weeks worth because I am the worst)

Sunday
Charlotte, Jayne, and I all caught public transport out to the Hutt Valley.

Monday
Plastic? That is not plastic.

Tuesday
Winter is Coming.

Wednesday
I have a new job! I still don’t talk about it online! But I have a new job!

Thursday
I’d had a no good very bad day so I went to drinks in order to get my grump out all over more people than just Craig.

Friday
Apocalyptic dawn on Taranaki Street.

Saturday
Craig getting, probably, another strike. We went out for beers, bowling, and burgers.

Sunday
Graffiti? Mural on Dunlop Terrace.

Monday
Starting the first layer of the rainbow cake I made for the Marriage Equality debate.

Tuesday
Heading home in the rain.

Wednesday
A rainbow cake for our Marriage Equality debate watching celebration. So gay.

Thursday
So pleased.

Friday
Flying into Rotorua. Teeniest plane ever.

Saturday
Lake Okareka in Rotorua is just beautiful. Such a fan.

We spent a … lot of time watching terrible/amazing television as the weather was not stellar. But on Saturday Amy took us around her favourite lakes. I, as always, was dressed appropriately.

I was also in a short skirt, Black Craft Cult t-shirt, leather jacket, massive scarf, and hoodbats beanie. Amy and Frith were in chucks, jeans, jumpers, and jackets.
I didn’t look out of place at all.

That was Lake Okareka. She then took us to Lake Tarawera where we almost crashed a wedding and Blue Lake where, on the playgroud, Frith tried to convince us she would be excellent on Wipeout.

(that’s Frith way up there)

Then we watching 10 hours of the show Made in Chelsea. My life has changed forever.
(she says, watching the second day of the Made in Chelsea marathon)

Last night the Marriage (Definition of Marriage) Amendment Bill passed in the House.

Life has been absolutely exhausting recently and I can barely string the words together to explicate how much the passing of this Bill means to me. A lot of what has been exhausting me has been working towards the passing of this Bill.
I’m so proud. And exhausted. And grateful.

“Finally, a message to all LGBTI—and I finally got that out. My message to you all is welcome to the mainstream. Do well. Kia ora.” Tau Henare

Posts
Coming Out//80 to 40//Almost Equal is Almost Bullshit//Recommends by a Majority that it be Passed

Sunday
Easter Sunday brunch was eggs at Floridita’s.

Monday
A cold grey Easter Monday topped off with fish and chips and Game of Thrones with friends.

Tuesday
Truth in advertising on Willis Street.

Wednesday
Cruise ship at the end of the Rainbow.

Thursday
There’s just something about the light and this alley way.

Friday
In the early morning it appears the rowers are heading off into the sunrise.

Saturday
Given my less than green thumbs I am thrilled my dinosaur’s plant is still alive.