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Tag: serendipity


I am astounded. The amount of times I have seen those spare buttons on bits of clothing and thought, “How quaint“…

The amount of times those buttons have come off, and I’ve put them in a tin or a box and then they have haunted me, moving from house to house. Never. NEVER have I used on for its proper purpose. Tonight, I was about to sew a belt loop back on to my trousers that I haven’t worn for at least four years. The belt loops on these trousers are all fastened down with buttons. As decoration. Whatever. I was poised with the thread, when I just glanced at the inner lining of the pocket. And there it was. The Spare Button. Something clicked gently together somewhere out in the universe.

Spare Button

Serendipity doo dah

It’s odd the way things seem to sometimes topple into your lap. Or not. But at the moment it feels a bit like they are. I got my very first pay rise today. First ever!! Five dollars more an hour!! I am so excited!!! You can tell by my punctuation, right?!!!!

I don’t know why I got it, I’m tempted to think it’s the guilt involved with the fact that I’m the one casual employee and therefore get no holiday pay for five weeks over Christmas. I have been starting to worry about that and even called up about a job that I found advertised the other day.

Then I started to think a bit more realistically. The chances of me finding work in that five week gap are pretty slim. I called up Family Assist, because, like many other Australian families, we get assistance payments and they always harp on about informing them about any change in your circumstances – to avoid underpayment/overpayment etc.

I told them I would be out of work for five weeks. Basically I just have to sign up for the dole for that time and look for work, which is no big hardship. Nothing I haven’t done before. It also just so happened that I was talking to a Useful Call Centre Person. A fairly rare breed, but the Family Assist call centre seems to pick a few of them…

It may have helped my case that Small Z was throwing an absolute face melting wobbly for an unrelated reason and I had to stand in the bathroom with my foot against the door and my finger in my ear as she body-slammed against the other side of it. “Sounds like you have your hands FULL…” he commented politely.

He asked about M, and whether he received any payments for looking after the kids when I work. I said no, he didn’t. I explained that we were building a boat and what our situation was. He said that M needed to call them, and that we could be getting extra money each week, and really should have been since I went back to work when Small Z was three months new. *boggle*

Hooray for me for scratching around vainly in search of funds we may be able to swing this yet! (And M is already hoping we might be able to afford to stay on in our little house, but I’m not willing to join him on that little idealistic vision quite yet.) He has a Family Assist meeting on Monday – we have our fingers crossed that it works out.

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