I feel so lost, I don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I have to call up the only person that I know that can help me to get my head straight, my friend Shelby. I’m sure she will know what to do, she usually does. I might be able to get her to help organise the funeral, if I casually mention the dead sister part. I know I shouldn’t really use people like that, there is a lot I don’t know about funerals. Shelby got in touch with the funeral home, Perth relatives are obviously heartbroken. The funeral director was willing to take us through a few of the burial details, how it is going to play out. It will not be easy, I know that I don’t have the strength to get through this alone. I just have to stay clean, it’s been so many years I can’t slip now. We all have to try and put on a brave face, the cremations are going to take place whether we like it or not. My sister made the request, we have to honour it. She never wanted to be buried, she always liked the idea of leaving nothing behind but ash. I really am doing the best I can here, to get the good job done with dignity. I’m well aware that I am not the easiest person to be around when things are tough. Shelby has a lot of patience, that’s the only reason she can work with a guy like me. I’m still at a loss for what I’m going to say at the funeral services. Perth is so far away from me right now, I have to fly across to world to say my farewell to my lost sister. At least we know what to do with the ashes. They’ll be kept in an urn for a year before being scattered on the anniversary of her death.They’ll be send across the ocean to live with the dolphins; she would like that.
Life goals and property plans
When I was little, I used to see what would happen if you replaced a person’s cat with a dog, and vice versa, and whether they would notice the difference. You’d be surprised by how often people just didn’t know. I did use doggy cats and catty dogs, so maybe that was it.
Now, I’ve moved onto the property market. Oh, the wonderful market of property. See, I come from a long line of estate agents. My father was an estate agent, my grandfather owned lots of estate, and you could say he had agency over that estate, and I’m not sure about further back. I think some of my relatives are Melbourne property conveyancers…or some such thing. Y’know, it’s a bit vague. Still, I have it in my blood. I look at a home and I hear the amount it was sold for being whispered into my head, like some kind of spider-sense. All the greats had this gift, which surely means I’m cut out for a life of greatness. Great things await me. I just know it. Great conveyancing things. Not that conveyancing means pounding the pavement in search for a person’s dream home, but I feel like it’s a great stepping stone into the industry for me, you see. 0
I have other skills as well. Like my ability to estimate how long it will be before a house is sold. I’ve looked at houses in prime position that you think would be sold in three days flat. Nope! That little voice tells me that it won’t be that easy. Six weeks at least, the voice says. Maybe seven, if that prediction of rain comes true and no one comes to the open day. I strolled by seven weeks later after a particularly bad shower of rain, and the sign was still alive. I called it! One day I want to become Melbourne’s conveyancer for the people, I’ll use my talents to make property transfers better for everyone. I dedicate my life to this cause.