Category: Diary

Time To Blog

At last. What a busy weekend – we were both exhausted yesterday after the efforts of Saturday. Amazing how we moved both places with only the two of us. Rob cam over to help but by that stage we’d moved everything. Perhaps the most amazing thing was that we didn’t yell at each other once – not one cross word during the move. Moving is supposed to be the second most stressful event behind a death in the family so we think we came through okay.

About two thirds of the boxes have been done. We have a lack of book shelves that is holding up proceedings a little – they will be first on the list when we get some cash together. Followed a long way down the track by a couch.

My key wish is almost granted – just have the three front door keys on my chain. Most bizzare thing is that out of the 8 keys to the house we have not one opens the window locks. A beautiful weekend and the place, save for the front and back door, was all shut up. Angela the Absent Minded Agent is hunting a key up. With her on the case we have no worries – this time next year we should have the keys.

Stuffed

We moved today. We are exhausted. It’s 7.30 and time for bed. Too tired to type but very happy.

Lambs to the Slaughter

Just saw a kid starting in Food Services. He must be about the same age I was when I started. Memories….

Last Night I Dreamt of Cardboard Boxes Again

Boxes, everywhere. Yep, we are officially tenants after paying the rent we got the keys. I moved one car load from my place, then we did two loads of two cars from Rae’s. Thankfully Knackers cooked us a great dinner in-between loads that kept us going. It’s quite amazing the amount of junky we’ve transported already. A couple more loads tonight and then it’s just the big stuff tomorrow.

A big disappointment however is the keys. This place has more keys than a piano factory. Front door, dead lock, security door, window, sliding door, sliding security, patio bolts, window locks, back door, back dead lock and then there are the keys that seem to have no purpose. So much for minimalist approach to keys.

The amazing thing is the smell of the house. It is identical to a house I’ve known before, only thing is I can’t remember what one. It’ll come to me one day, otherwise it will drive me mad.

Sorry, Wrong Number

All this time I thought my favourite hockey player, Todd Bertuzzi, was number 14 – he’s actually 44. Lucky I didn’t get his number on my Canuck jersey.

K Day

Today we get the keys! Got a taste of commuting this morning – a car had broken down half way up, inbound in the middle lanes of the Westgate bridge. THe bank up on the bridge and down Melbourne Rd was stretching for kilometres. Once past the unfortunate soul the trip was a breeze, although it took me fifteen mintues to get to the top of the bridge when it normally takes 3.

Rae is all packed. She has done the most amazing job getting ready – this move is going to be a hell of a lot less stressful than the last one. It’s going to be odd sharing my life fully with someone again, especially someone so different, and with a child. Phee seems to be coping okay, although it’s probably more through ignorance of what happens than anything else. I think she’s pretty excited and I can’t wait to see her face on Saturday. Thomas is getting a little stressed – he’s not sure what on earth is happening with boxes piled everywhere and people not paying him all the attention he deserves. He’s not going to like being an indoor cat for a while, but, them’s the breaks when your a cat.

Keys Pt II

We can collect the keys for the new place tomorrow!!! Yay! All systems are go.

Baby Kicks

Oh wow. Just felt Trish’s baby kicking. Absolutely amazing sensation.

Keys

I’ve done a key cull. Once the five keys that currently get me into my place and Rae’s are reduced to one or two for the new place I will have a maximum of five keys on my chain. Add one small torch, a small pocket knife and my Tigers tag and my load will be lightened considerably.

Funny the things that make you happy.

Red Light

Caught behind a huge truck last night that I couldn’t see around, followed it through an intersection only to discover it had run a red light. Hope there is was no comera there.