Rossi and the Time Machine...

[deathpixie]

Yesterday was my day up at Corryong Court, and believe me, it was like stepping back in time, walking into the building. I had the feeling I should be wearing a bonnet and long skirts and looking severe. The building itself is small, built sometime around 1905. It's never been a permanent court, only circuits, so it's not very big and there's no office to speak of, just a room with a large wooden table, and another room for the magistrate. The court room itself is a bit like a church hall - wooden benches for the public gallery, a big old wooden table for the prosecutor and defence lawyer, then the magistrate's bench looming over all. The bench clerk (me) has this teeny tiny little desk just below the magistrate, and I found I kept banging my knee on the underside - I pity anyone taller than me who has to sit there!

I had a moment of utter disloction when I woke up yesterday morning in the hotel room. For a minute I had absolutely no idea where I was - not even which country - and it scared me. To be expected, I suppose, after spending so much time in other people's houses. But now I'm back in my own, I'm looking for ways to get out. I aplied for a secondment to Mildura Court yesterday - four weeks only, starting September 10. It's full-time, and my expenses - accomodation and travel up there - would be paid for. So it could be quite lucrative - I'll find out on Monday, I guess. It does mean I won't be heading down to Melbourne for my training just yet, but that can wait another month. And if things go as I plan, I might be back in Melbourne next year any way.

See, being away has given me a chance to reassess things. My job. My living situation. My life. And I'm not particularly happy or satisfied with where things have been going for the past year. Moving up to Wodonga... in all honesty, I did it for BRM, and now I'm finding it was very much as mistake on my part. I don't have the social resources I had in Melbourne, and I have way too much free time on my hands with working part time. And I'm finding the money situation restrictive.

Basically, I'm not happy here.

But, not much to be done about it before next year. I don't want to leave my brother in the lurch tenant-wise, and I'll have to find a job in Melbourne, plus a flat and get some furniture to put in it since BRM owns most of the stuff here. Which needs money, which means me putting my head down and not spending anything for the next few months (except for AussieCon, that is). And there's other plans, which I won't mention much now, as they're still in the embryonic stage and I don't want to build up my hopes. I find that whenever I really wish for something, I'm always disappointed - nothing ever turns out the way I daydream.


Enough, I'm angsting again. I'll write another Dexcon post later.

Comments

Rossi?

[yonaelka.livejournal.com]

Rossi? For the love of god, send me Phil's e-mail if you've got it. It's really important. I e-mailed you, and now i'm leaving comments on your journal in the hopes that you'll see them and help me out here pretty pretty pleeeeeeeeease?

~yona

I did. Yesterday.

[deathpixie]

I sent it to your subreality addy - your email must be acting up. Here it is, again, the last one I've got: ifoster_98@yahoo.com

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Wasn't "Corryong Court" one of those old 60s movies with Kenneth Williams?

*sniggers*

[deathpixie]

Kenneth Williams of the Carry On movies? Now there's a disturbing image to have in my head whilst sitting in court...