17 January 2006
just breathe ...
Lying on my back, gazing up at the sky.
Trying to breathe, and just be.
Like dogs and children.
Oblivious to the chest-tightening stress of discoveries such as:
• multiple trees which, barely clinging to the edge of the cliff, threaten to fall on the house and so must be dealt with;
• settlement on the city house being delayed by two weeks due to financial crap that I can’t even think about without hyperventilating;
• other boring but necessary and costly adventures including the removal of an old rusted out water tank, site levelling and the construction of a shed and fenced area to contain the dog when school and work resumes.
I guess I’ll be living with the temperamental oven, ancient dishwasher and bright blue bathroom laminex a while longer.
In the meantime, we are discovering the joys of semi-rural living.
Septic tanks, solar hot water, blackberry crumble, dust, sunsets, sunrises, and the exhilaration of looking out of the windows and being able to see for miles rather than a couple of metres.
To answer a couple of peoples’ questions, a) we bought this house two years ago and have had tenants in it as we weren’t able to leave the city house at the time, b) we have always wanted to live here, it’s been our dream, c) we are about 45 minutes from the old house and the city centre, and d) yes the children have to change schools.
Now for your enjoyment, here are some blurry pictures of the echidna, courtesy Son #1 who nabbed the camera. I should have nabbed it back. My hand is a trifle steadier, as I don’t shriek Oh my god it’s sniffing my foot! while pressing the shutter button.