Good for nothing.

So...I am finally no longer a visitor, but a legal resident of the Land Down Under.It was all a bit of a damp squib after waiting 8 months...no fireworks, no three cheers, just three tuneless men in loud shirts wailing out a song I didn't know or understand and a chicken stew with tagliatelle in a tin at 30,000 feet above New Caledonia.Not even a 'Welcome to Australia' from the sour faced Immigration woman at Brisbane airport. I think you have to be miserable to do that job. All immigration officers must be locked in a room with clowns and comedians until all their sense of humour is used up and spent and then they let them out to scowl and frown for the rest of their working lives.So...what do I do now? It's kind of an end, definitely of a chapter if not the whole book. Where do I go from here?My application for recognition by the Queensland College of Teachers is in...and I have heard from them to say that it may take up to 12 weeks to process...Can you believe it?...Why?...Are they too weak to open the envelope?...Are they still learning to read?...Can they not find a pen? Just read the damn form and look at all my evidence, which would take less than half an hour and say "OK." It's probably because they are all too busy surfing and I don't mean on't t'internet.12 weeks...that's April!I have looked at part time jobs that are available at the moment around here... not many. It's going to be hard because I only want to work Monday, Tuesday one week and Monday to Wednesday the next week to fit in with Will...and how is that going to fit in with them. On top of all that I can only tell stories, count up to 100, add and subtract perhaps up to 100 with growing confidence, paint with my fingers, do a forward roll and at a pinch a passable teddy roll, do a three pigs dance, know all the words to Puff the Magic Dragon (Which I hate!) and make a decent Santa's grotto...none of which are skills I have seen people crying out for. Am I qualified to dish out coleslaw at Woolworths? (They'd never get me touching their stuffed olives or stinky cheese). Could I handle the stress of being a 'crew member' at Hungry Jacks when there is a rush on for whoppers?I think I am good for nothing...I don't even have the qualifications to be a barista!...and that's just making coffee.It is still early days though...Rome wasn't built in a day...in fact there are parts of it that are not even finished...like that Coliseum thingy.