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When was the last time I did a post? A year ago??? When dreams of moving to the Barossa were a possibility.
Losing half my assets put paid to that dream.
Since then, buying a really run down, dirty house in the bush, and working frenetically to establish some order, finding out how much my identity is intertwined with my enviroment, I don't really like that about myself, and understanding that finally has helped me relax, slightly, so the floor doesn't always have to be spotless!
This last year, formalised by the landmark 6 zero birthday, has been an amazing time.
Though, in truth, there isn't really a year I don't think is really amazing.
I'm facing
I have put into practice all that observation of others renovating, installed a toilet, built a bathroom, dismantled two rooms, and built an extension which WILL be finished by the time I see my darling A.
I have spent so much time in the roof space, there are no more spider webs up there, and I have laid down boards so I can walk with ease over the joists. a light is permanantly installed, and I consider that it could become my personal bolthole! Furnidshed with booksd, bean bag, bottles of favourite red!!!!
The wiring in this house is very creative, despite being built by an electrician, so I slowly am sorting the "spaghetti" in the roof space.
My darling man is very supportive, mainly by bragging about how clever I am, doing all this building stuff. Note to other men.... you know how clever that is?? It completely lets you off the hook, as the admired one sets about earning more praise
Losing half my assets put paid to that dream.
Since then, buying a really run down, dirty house in the bush, and working frenetically to establish some order, finding out how much my identity is intertwined with my enviroment, I don't really like that about myself, and understanding that finally has helped me relax, slightly, so the floor doesn't always have to be spotless!
This last year, formalised by the landmark 6 zero birthday, has been an amazing time.
Though, in truth, there isn't really a year I don't think is really amazing.
I'm facing
I have put into practice all that observation of others renovating, installed a toilet, built a bathroom, dismantled two rooms, and built an extension which WILL be finished by the time I see my darling A.
I have spent so much time in the roof space, there are no more spider webs up there, and I have laid down boards so I can walk with ease over the joists. a light is permanantly installed, and I consider that it could become my personal bolthole! Furnidshed with booksd, bean bag, bottles of favourite red!!!!
The wiring in this house is very creative, despite being built by an electrician, so I slowly am sorting the "spaghetti" in the roof space.
My darling man is very supportive, mainly by bragging about how clever I am, doing all this building stuff. Note to other men.... you know how clever that is?? It completely lets you off the hook, as the admired one sets about earning more praise