Hitting the ground... running

Well, here we are. Back where we started.

And yet, so far from there.

And now it is time to understand what it is that we have lost in all of the moving.

I have my allergies back. I am allergic to everything in Australia. Miserable, puffy-eyed, runny-nosed allergic. I can barely visit anyone without being allergic to their house.

The pertinence of these allergic reactions is that due to my allergies, the house-sit that we had been given through our friend Jeremy was impossible for me to stay in. It had a straw lined ceiling. No good for Little Miss Allergy me. No sir.

We stayed on the floor at my Ma's, and we stayed in the shed at my bro's, but after all that, we scored a house sit for June-August in Kaoota with two springy spanials on Umfreyvilles road.

Busy, busy, busy... started work a week after getting back to Hobart. Receptionist/Admin/Shitkicker at the Public Trustee. Work is workish, and I sway between finding it easy to deal with and maddening. Like any job, really.

It's good to stem the outward tide of money, as we've been struggling a bit since finishing up at ECC. Couldn't stand that job, but loved the holidays and the pay.

Played two shows so far. The albums didn't turn up in time for the album launch. Nothing seems to be selling. It's making me a little nervous, because I so dearly want Thrall to become something that can sustain itself - the money from selling the albums paying to make the next recording, the money from the merch going back into making the next batch of merch, that pays for the tours that sell the albums... but so far it continues to drain money from our jobs and our savings. It's hard. Anyone who hears Thrall or sees us play can understand that this is our passion, and that we make something amazing, but it's hard to get people to invest that first try, or pay money for music.

I'm at work, so I'll have to go now, but yes, I exist. We exist. We haven't stopped existing. I'll write more later. But yeah, Em and Tom are in the world. And we're making the next bunch of plans that will hopefully result in us being a little bit more in the world than we have been of late... if you get what I mean.