I don't really like experiencing major life uncertainty. And I've been going through some lately, although pretty much vicariously. The uncertainty I have is only a pale shadow of the uncertainty my flatmate, Stephen, is experiencing, but I'd like to whinge anyway :)

Now that I'm living on my own, I can't delegate the grocery shopping chore to anyone. I've often said that I hate grocery shopping, which isn't really true. I actually don't mind it, but I don't enjoy it enough to want to do it. I remember that when I first left home, doing my own grocery shopping was a new experience so I really did enjoy it. But that was over ten years ago now, so the novelty has well and truly worn off.

I managed to get myself down to Sylvia Park today to check out the new shopping centre and supermarkets.

This is what my front door looked like when I got home from work on Thursday 11th January:

I signed the paperwork for my new apartment today. I move in about two weeks time. I'll probably post more details after my move in, but for a sneak preview, here's the kitchen:

Just a week after I move into a highrise apartment, Auckland has its biggest earthquake since 1970.

I moved into my new apartment a couple of weeks ago and I love it.

I realise this was a while ago now, but the weekend after I first moved into this apartment, the Queen Mary II arrived in Auckland for the first time.

Last Tuesday morning, a dozen people walked into my apartment while I was in the shower. If you take one step inside the door of my apartment and turn your head to the right, you are looking straight into the shower. It was pure luck that that morning the bathroom door was more closed than open and they didn't actually see me. I normally don't bother closing doors since I live alone.