Funny. I had that as my line on MSN, and a lot of you thought that that meant I was no longer dating Mr. Wonderful. No. Far from it. It just means that Mr. Wonderful is no longer a bum. :)

Yup, he got the job. We are both gainfully employed. Well, at least until April. Oh fuck.

I have to say, this job came in the nick of time. I'll admit it. I've been a bitch the last few days. Thought I was staying optimistic about the new employment, part of me still thought "what if it's still a few more months?". I didn't know how I felt about a few more months of supporting Mr. Wonderful.

I still love him, though. And if necessary, I know I probably would have emptied my bank account, if it came to it. But, it's the little things that annoy you after a while, isn't it? I felt I was somewhat entitled to a live in maid because I'm paying the rent. And, perhaps that's partly true, but it's no reason for me to treat him like a slave.

But anyway. The bitch is gone, and I will discuss her appearance over a celebatory supper tonight.

And not now, but soon, we will begin the apartment hunting.

In preparation (oh, who am I kidding? I've been hunting already for the past 3 days) of the hunt, I will list my top 10 wishlist for the new place:

1. Above ground, please.
2. Lots of windows.
3. A dishwasher.
4. A balcony and/or patio.
5. Close to work and/or on bus route.
6. Pet-friendly (well, this one is compulsory).
7. Ooh, a pool! (this is a wishlist...)
8. 2 bedrooms.
9. A bathtub! ooohh.. a tub....
10. On-site washer/dryer.

So, in the meantime, I will need to work things out with the current landlady and... ooh.. maybe begin to pack?