In late November, I caught the Spirit to Tasmania.

Honorable mention before I get into this: I was convinced I booked a day sail. Why wouldn’t I choose to enjoy the journey? But alas! I booked a night sail and I booked the recliner.

Please dear reader, whatever you do, don’t skimp out and book a recliner for the night sail. If you don’t heed my advice, make sure you bring a blanket and a pillow. Someone told me they provide them and I thought, sweet!! I can nap on a plane no worries, I’ll be grand.

So here I was, I took a book to read, my emotional support toy and my journal on board with me. All set. I was just wearing a thin pair of pants and a jumper. Because why would set the ac to 18 degrees when people are trying to sleep….

The blanket and pillow provided were laughable – terry cloth? Very warm, very comforting.

Here I was, ready to snuggle up and get a great sleep starting from 6pm (I had an awful sleep the night before – first night back in the car) but the Spirit had other plans.

I am relentlessly determined, so I didn’t bother exploring the ship instead, I simply sat there all night trying to get comfortable and zoning in and out of light sleep.

The recliner lounge was freezing and there is something unsettling about being in a room where strangers are sleeping. Not like a dorm – I don’t mind dorms. But this had me feeling a bit icky.

I woke up at 5:30am and couldn’t get back to sleep, so I went for a wander.
The ship was quiet and it was quite exciting – Titanic moment!

Oh and the weather was terrible, so I wouldn’t have enjoyed a day sail anyway. But I did some yoga and grounded myself, ready to start my new chapter in the southern state.

By the time I got to Tas, I was running on financial fumes and being veryyyy careful, hence not participating in (or looking at) the activities on offer aboard.

The first week in Tas was pretty shit weather, but coming from Melbourne I wasn’t too surprised. If I’d come directly from NQ, I would have been annoyed.

I arrived on Thursday and had a job by Saturday, which I am really happy about.

While I was in Melbourne, I was stressing a bit and applying for jobs trying to get something lined up in advance. But I was applying for jobs everywhere and it dawned on me that in order to work, I need somewhere nearby to stay… But I can’t get accommodation until I know where I will be working and what wage I’ll get. So I was stressed.

I don’t know why I bother stressing when time and time again, everything has worked out for me just not in the way I expected.

I got a job near enough to my parents place, but also far away enough that it’s not so remote.

I literally need to stop thinking about things because they manifest.

I was musing that ideally I would work 3 days a week so I can go further and stay a night or two and not stress about work. But then that’s a bit much to ask a new employer right?

Oh well, I’m here to work and save some money before I go again. Or so I thought.

My work knows I’m here for a good time and to see as much of Tas as I can and I put big girl pants on and asked if I could only do 3 days to maximize play time.

In past experiences, this would result in being given minimal shifts but hey we’re all adults.

So I’ve got it really good. Interestingly, my Jupiter line runs through both Townsville and Launceston… checks out.

It’s incredible how things happen when you’re in alignment.. I had a fleeting thought I would like to see a family friend I knew growing up but I had no intention of making a plan to see her. and she came into work the other day. The universe put her there for a reason, even if just to say ‘we’re listening’.

Currently I’m housesitting until the end of the year, then working at a festival over new year and heading to Adelaide to work at a festival in the new year.

I was loosely planning to head back over to Vic for a festival in mid Feb, then make my way up to Sydney to fly to India in March. But I chucked a u-ey and I’m gonna fly to Sydney then India. I’ve got a good thing going and nowhere to be – may as well maximize it.

Of course I don’t want to be here come winter, but I’ve got 4 months to play with and see what comes up.

Here’s to not making plans…

Hopefully someone knows what they’re doing!