I like to challenge myself. If I didn’t, I end up going completely mad…so really, this helps everyone. The children run off to school, husband runs off to his 7:30-8 job, and I’m left at home in our palatial mansion. Exactly what Percy thinks I do during the day is an amusing thought; probably thinks that I have girlfriends over for tea and gossip, then maybe I take a beauty nap and walk around the grounds a bit.
Maybe if you ever ASKED me about my life, Percy, you’d know the truth. I had a fencing lesson today with an Olympic champion. After that I went for a six-mile run, followed by a lesson in the Urdu language at 4. Just made it back in time for my cooking lesson, during which I produced scallops wrapped in seasoned veal with a side of steamed greens. The family still think it was the cook who made dinner that evening.
I’m learning about business as well; the flavour of the week has been property advocates. Melbourne has a thriving property market, albeit a tough one to break into for your average young couple. I’ve had real estate experts in to either teach or just explain the property advocate position, and what they can do for a person looking into running multiple investment properties. All my lessons keep me busy, but they have to be working up to something or they’re just time-fillers. I thought I might as well build a property empire while everyone else is out at school or work. Should keep me nice and occupied.
It’s not exactly a secret; no one ever asks, is all. Percy comes in and asks me how my day was, I say I kept myself busy, and he just accepts it. Oh, I’ll tell him…once I’ve built up good relations with every buyers advocate based in Melbourne and started to assemble my property portfolio. Tea and gossip indeed.
No one gets me. I know a lot of teenagers say that, but with me, it’s the truth. They might understand a bit more if they agreed to follow me on Bumblr, where I post all my awesome fan theories and fan-fiction where I fall through a magic portal into the fictional worlds I love and have awesome adventures and gain cool powers and everyone loves me. Ugh, it’s like, the only place people actually love me.
I know I’m destined to do some amazing job and not just work in the supermarket like my lame parents. I don’t care if they own the place, it’s still lame telling my friends what my parents do. That’s why I say they’re both screenwriters and change the subject if anyone asks what they actually write. Me? I’m going corporate. Like, a top-class Melbourne conveyancer person. We just had one of them come to our school for careers day and I was all like ‘yep, this is it’. I’m super good with words on paper but not in real life, so being a real estate agent and showing people around houses wouldn’t be a good fit for me. Doing all the paperwork in terms of transferring that house? Oh, now THAT I can do.
I mean, it’s a distant second career to being a teacher at the Evil Monster Hunting Academy, from the series Evil Monster Hunting Academy. I once wrote a fanfic where I got a job there and all the hottest teen guys were like ‘hey, you’re so young, and pretty, and we should hunt monsters together’ but then Chad Angel, the main character of the series, was all like ‘back off guys…she’s mine’.
Ugh, swoon. So yeah, nothing will be as glam. But I feel like as a conveyancer I could work my way up, found my own company and eventually maybe own most of Melbourne’s real estate in…like, five years? Then when I’m a rich investor I can PAY people to follow me on Bumblr. They’ll spread the word, and maybe the author of Evil Monster Hunting Academy will contact me and say ‘woah, your fanfic was great, I made a character based on you!’ and then I’ll get to cameo in the next movie and meet the hottie who plays Chad Angel. And Melbourne’s fine conveyancing made it all happen.