Did I say road trip?

Hit the breaks on that one (no ABS - it was only an 86 ford falcon ;p). Nothing wrong with the car. My friends have continued on their journey to Perth, but without me. When I returned from KI a week last Saturday I had a voicemail from Hays asking if I was still looking for work in the area. I took the chance of staying behind given they had not contacted me in 2 weeks, thus must have had something in mind. Not sure if they did, but with a bit of luck I am now working full time for the next 5 months here in Adelaide (I am the 3rd person to take on this role in 3 days so I only got one day trainging from the person I was taking over from as she was leaving. Talk about hitting the floor runing). Whilst I guess I wasted an opportunity to travel and see Australia from the road, it made more sense to hang back and see rather than head to Perth where I'd have to build up a relationship with agencies there in order to find work - I'm through with trying to do backpacker work.

Before I returned the call to Hays a week last Monday, I stood in for a mate doing a hobble for a plumber (he took my place in the car to Perth - hope the girls haven't driven you mad yet Jordy :p). Anyway, it turns out my job was to dig a 2m deep hole, use a jackhammer to take up some concrete flooring in an outhouse (yes, an outside toilet) to expose the pipes for replacement. My Boss that day (nice chap) left me to it after explaining my task. Not bad, you think. Come midday (having started at 8am) I finished for lunch, to never return. Blisters on my hands rendered them useless in holding a shovel and the heavy clay matted with tree roots proved stubborn to say the least. As for the jackhammer...I thought about using it for the rest of the day to ease the pain of my hands (and not returning in the morning) but I could barely lift the bloody thing let alone use it. My Boss also failed to leave me any eye-protection. Moral of that story: Lee's hands are not meant for manual labour!

To return to what I do now - which is far more civil - I work in the mail department for an health insurance company. It's nothing exciting, and you certainly wouldn't want to make a career out of it. Tasks include sorting and counting incoming mail, stuffing envelopes - reminds me of folding charity bags! - some archiving, as well as some other general office administration. I'm kept busy (I find there not enough hours in the day to do what I have to do), and the people I work with are pleasent to be around, which makes work all the more better.

So that is me. Travel blog on hold. Work and social blog coming up. I'll try and take some random photos to keep you all interested ;p