Through the Eyes of a Wombat

I may have found a new burrow. Handed in an application form today to the estate agent dealing with the lovely little flat I found yesterday, and they seemed to think that I'd find out in the next day or so...
Can't wait, hopefully for them to tell me Yes.

Dad is up here for a couple of days too, so today we spent a little bit of time doing the touristy thing and went and sat in the public gallery at Parliament House during question time and listened to our elected representatives call each other galahs and wombats (yay, wombats!) for an hour or so.

Cross your fingers, toes (and other appendages if you wish) for me, and with a bit of luck I'll be able to update you tomorrow with good news.