Falling into place

Things are falling into place. Kinda freaky, spooky kinda way.

It is funny how, before we had committed to the idea of going up there, nothing was really working out.
It was like walking through mollasses. Trying to move ahead but not really gaining anything for the effort.

But the minute we decided "Lets do it!" and more so when we found out we had the job, things have been falling into place like a life size game of tetris.

2 of the most recent examples spring to mind.
Firstly I told my Boss (of my current job) that I was having to leave. [ I love my job. I work in a tiny little restaurant, in a small town, for a brilliant, salt-of-the-Earth guy. But he has always had trouble getting people to work for him - small town and transient population and all. ]
So I didn't want to leave him in the lurch. I felt worse when I found out most of the other staff were leaving around the same time as me. Oh dear, he has to get a whole new team! I felt awful for him.

The very next shift I was on, he announced to me he had some news. After over 2 years of being on the market, never so much as a nibble of interest in it, he has a buyer for the restaurant. And... get this... his last day of opperation is my last day of work. Or my last day is his last day. Freaky! He has just enough staff to get him through the next few weeks without having to employ any one else. I get a few extra shifts to drop some extra coin into our Leaving Kitty and he gets his last few shifts covered. Could that be any more perfect?

Ok so example #2.
You know that trailer that we have been counting on and wondering if it actually exists... well it exists. We now own it.
I have been trawling the clasifieds for weeks. Checking the notice boards and surfing the net. Even scrappy, unlicenced pieces of junk were out of our budget and/or sold. It was looking grim. Plus the pile of stuff we were hoping to put in our imaginary trailer was getting bigger and bigger.

Then Steve had to run an errand to the shop. On the shop notice board was a picture of THE PERFECT trailer. It wasn't just a box with wheels, although we would have been happy with that, it was fully enclosed with a roof rack. And the price was achievable. We rang the guy and he had literally just put the notice up. We almost stepped on his toes. Well not quite but you know....
So long story short, we are now the proud owners of the perfect trailer.

Big smiles all round. X)