March 31, 2007

gabble

So, things continue in their merry way.

The kitchen now has some structural integrity. We have no hot water. The council still haven't signed anything off, so we could have one last disaster before things start to coalise into a real kitchen. This definitely hasn't been the smoothest of renovation projects (or the cheapest). But I notice how dealing with it is making me feel more able to deal with possible other projects (like fixing the mini deck out the back). I'd rather have paid someone else to be competent for me, but this is probably better in the long run. (And people in this country seem to be quite happy to share their horror stories. There is a tollerance for awful housing here I find quite bemusing.)

I left work today. I've been tailing off and passing things to my replacment for the last 6 weeks, so it's snuck up on me. I finally realised I was really leaving when I washed my coffee cup and started to put it into a bag. Home may be where the heart is, but work is definitely where the coffee cup is.

I am quite, quite pregnant. I still pretty much feel like myself, but I'm getting to the stage where there isn't much between me and being a mum. It reminds me of how I felt when I left intermediate school or high school. Suddenly I've got this weirdly unstructured space in front of me, followed by a major life shift.

It feels pretty good most of the time.

But I'd prefer it if we had a kitchen.

Posted by carla at March 31, 2007 12:50 AM
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