Hello, my dear sweet daily! How very neglectful I have been. I thought before I left I should would write a daily every day in my notebook, if not here. But you know, I haven’t written a single syllable! So I shall write today’s, then go backwards.
Today I woke up at 6am, because I always wake up early in strange beds and houses or situations, like in motel rooms sharing a bed with my sister. She talks in her sleep a lot, although she said I move around too much and take up the whole bed. We went down to breakfast which was buffet. But I hate buffet and can barely eat anything because I watch everyone piling their plates high, in line with stupid spoons in stupid troughs of food. Sarah couldn’t eat anything because she was so very nervous about her audition. Then later we looked at the bill and saw it had cost $80. Yipe.
So we left and had to get to Griffith University Mount Gravatt campus at 9am. Except we accidentally missed the turnoff! So I told mumm to take the next one. Then we saw a sign to Griffith University, but it was to Nathan campus! Because Griffith has several campuses in that area, imagine that. So we got terribly lost, and mother! was terribly stressed, shaking and crying, because Sarah was late for her audition. What a horrid experience. Sarah leant forward and gave her hugs and said “don’t worry, I don’t want to move down here anyway, mumm!”
We got back onto the highway after half an hour of looking for it and finally found the right campus. Then we nearly got lost there. And it didn’t matter that Sarah was so late, she still went through and said she did well and it was the easiest audition yet.
After that mumm was so nervous that she wanted to go straight to the airport three hours early just so she didn’t get lost and miss their flight. But we convinced her to stop at a mall, though I dislike malls, even Brisbane malls. Especially mall food courts, where we had lunch.
I’ve been eating heaps while here because I’m always with people who have three meals, so I have meals with them, though it’s so many meals I’m never hungry for all of them.
We went to the airport and mumm and Sarah checked in and nanna and I went to the train station. Yay! I love trains more than anything. She thought it was funny I was so excited. We caught a train to the Gold Coast which took an hour and a half, but then nanna got us off at the wrong stopp. So we had to wait for the next train to go one more station down.
Then nanna’s friend Helen picked us up and took us to nanna’s house. She told us on the way how she was supposed to give a speech at nanna’s chaplaincy graduation and had planned it all out months in advance and was excited about it, but the director at the last moment decided he’d rather Helen’s archrival, Elmer, give the speech. Elmer had been driven to Brisbane from the Gold Coast and back (which is an hour away) every day for 6 years or something by a friend and had never once offered him a cent in return. Then Helen once bought her a teddy bear as a graduation gift and Elmer rushed off and had everyone sign it when Helen had wanted everyone to sign her own bear, and Elmer never thanked her for the bear either. So. These chaplains!
Nanna rents a lovelie little rabbit warren clapboard house that I just adore, but her mother (nanna Cutts) told her that whenever anyone says they like it they’re lying just to be polite, because no one could really like it. But I love it. At nanna’s house she showed me letters I’d written her when I was little with funny little drawings. Poppa had gone that day down to Melbourne with a friend, and he left a note on her bed that was just so darling and loving I said “I must have it, give it to me.” So nanna gave it to me.
We went and had dinner at the bowls club or something and she played poker machines because she’s addicted to them. I kept looking for ones with pretty icons and things and found one with all buddhas (lion and a panther and a leopard and a cheetah), one with dragons and one with a vampire lady who fluttered her cape. Nanna calls that one the “Jessie machine” because the cape flutterer reminds her of meeee. Yay!
Just now we’ve been sitting in rocking chairs drinking milo and talking about memories and psychology. I can talk to her about heaps of things because she thinks a lot like I. even though she’s a chaplain. 🙂