This year is, indeed, one of spectacular changes.
I've sold my trusty Sentra, after it has served me since 28 January 2002, to my brother. This was after I have spent a lot of time and money on the sound installation, repairing the clutch (it was really only the cable that was screwing around), and all sorts of bits and pieces. He's very happy, and so I went and bought me a 2004 Ford Focus ST170.
Man what a delightful car.
A week after I had gotten the car, Grindlock played their first gig with me on drums. And it happened to be MotherFudd, the biggest metal event in South Africa. It was beyond awesome!
There, I met someone. A woman named Bianca.
I've had trouble with my relationship with Taryn for the longest time, and I decided to end the relationship about 4 months ago. I only managed to do so, however, a month ago this Friday.
Then I started hanging out with some of the new people I met at MotherFudd, and Bianca was one of them. Now things have developed between her and me.
And I think she is the most awesome person I have ever met. I feel painfully alone when I'm not around her. I like her family, and I like her two boys (she's a divorced mom, 5 years my senior)
She's beautiful like Marie was, takes care of herself like Marie did, has the sense of humour that Marie has. She's intelligent like Taryn, understands me like Taryn, and is compassionate like Taryn. She's short like Estelle, cute like Estelle, outgoing like Estelle, independant like Estelle. She's tiny, feminine, beautiful and everything I could ever have wanted in a woman.
None of my friends or family know about her yet, since it's very hard for them that I split up with Taryn. They won't grasp that I had broken up with her in my soul a very long time ago, so I'm keeping it on ice for now.
Yesterday, I went to visit Lelané and Chris, and I had a leisurely chat about how they decided to get married after a mere 4 months. Same question arose to my parents. And their answer boiled down to something like this: You know in the first week that this is the person you want to marry. It's not the regular feeling of being in love. It's different, it's an angry feeling of being out of control.
And I had a chat with a colleague that married her husband after 16 months, but they took so long because the family has to get used to the other person first.
I now know what they mean. This is my future wife, I have finally found my place, found someone that holds my heart, instead of fitting inside it.
Next up is a career move. I've been extremely unhappy at work, so unhappy in fact that I can't see that I will make Friday without handing in my resignation. A company called Sitronix have approached me, offering a job that's outside of the IT field. And I submitted my CV, they are in the process of putting forward a package offer. Which I am almost certain I shall accept.
2007 is the year for Dave. My time has come.
