urban gypsy...

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

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Ah shit it's cold in here. It's colder inside than outside! I'm toying with the idea of lighting the fire but it's a woodburner and so it takes time to get going and we didn't chop logs at weekend so I should really save the logs I do have, for tonight. No, I can't chop any myself because I can't even wrestle the safety cover off the axe :o(

Besides which, I should be cleaning the car. It's very messy with cardboard shapes, stickers and glitter that has fallen from the children's artwork. Also I'm in need of a caffine fix. We are down to one car this week due to the fact that I hit The Hubster's the other day. He came back from the airport at stupid o'clock in the morning and after taking the children to school, I pulled into the driveway. He climbed into the car, as we were off to the DIY shop (more on that later), I turned the car round and was heading out the drive when he realised he'd forgotten something. I reversed at full speed, forgot his car was there and scraped alongside it with my bumper. So, that's at the panel beaters waiting for the paint to dry and The Hubster needs a lift to work. 6.30am we had to be up at. He goes to work at 6.40 so I threw a jumper over my pj top and pulled on a pair of sweat pants, wrapped the sproglets in a blanket each, laid their seats back and off we pootled. (The rear seats of my car lean back. I kid you not, it's rather like travelling in the cattle class section of an aeroplane as it also has individual arm rests. The sproglets were given a tangerine and a banana to eat en route which just added to the atmostphere. We also have TV screens to fix in front of them but they only come out for long trips.)

Well, firstly our trip to the DIY shop: Mega Mitre 10 - like B&Q in the UK. The slidey-up-and-down-bit of the shower, the bit that holds the shower head, broke the other day. It's only silver coloured plastic and it cracked and won't hold the weight of the shower head. Can't buy one anywhere - you have to buy the whole fitting. What a big bloody con!!! So we've glued it. Let's hope that works.

Secondly, I have three weeks in which to get everything sorted as we will be flying to Melbourne, Australia on the 24th June. Yay - he got a job!!! When he handed his notice in yesterday they promised him the earth if he'd stay. They'd match his Australian salary (a third more than his current pay) and he would be promoted to the position he'd initially been promised. He told them it was too little too late. Besides which, as The Hubster says, "Where's the incentive in that? Shouldn't they be offering more than the Aussies in order to make me stay?" I mean, he does have a point there, doesn't he? However he did tell them that we hadn't really settled and more money wouldn't help the feelings of New Zealand just not being right for us. When he told the guys on site they all said that it would be great if he stayed, but Melbourne is such a fantastic city they would all leave to go there if they could too. Can't argue with that can you?

So please bear with me if I don't visit as much or post less (is that possible???). I will try and keep on top of things but you know where I am if I don't, lol.

- urban gypsy [8:04 am]
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006

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We are on the move. Again.

I have lived in Auckland for one year and ten days... a lifetime by our usual standards. In fact, in the past ten years that The Hubster and I have been together the longest we have spent in one place is two years. Two years to the day and that was in a teeny weeny village called Yanbu on the Red Sea coast of Saudi Arabia. The time has now come to move again. The Hubster was promised things in his work which we now know just ain't gonna happen. Having taken into account the huge salary and package decrease we took to migrate here, the promises that were made and will not now be fulfilled leave us in - how shall I put it... in the shit. Yeah, that just about sums it up. We aren't yet at the point in our lives where lovely scenery can overcome our financial hardship. New Zealand has never been the place for me so we are upping sticks to move to Melbourne, Australia. The Hubster has flights booked and interviews lined up for two weeks time so all please cross your fingers that he comes back with a job offer - or three - then we can be offski. Thank you.

Onto other news... my baby has lost her first tooth!!! Just two days after her birthday party she was opening a new drinks bottle by pulling on the lid with her teeth when TWANG! Out it popped. There was blood (hers). There were tears (mine and hers). There was lots of huddles and cuddles and after her initial shock she was immensely proud that she would be starting Big School with a gap toothed smile. OnWednesday 26th April, my baby did start Big School and she smiled her gappy smile and she ate more than she's ever eaten and slept longer than she's ever slept and finally - FINALLY - after almost ten years I no longer have a littlie running around my feet for most of the day.

It has been two weeks since that day and I feel very odd and peculiar now that my whole routine has vanished. I have had The Hubster's dinner on the table for him as soon as he walks through the door ("Could you not do that love only I need time to go to the toilet and get changed into something more comfy. Fifteen minutes would be good, yeah love?") and the house is reasonably clean all the time instead of just some of the time. We had friends over for dinner at the weekend and it was bliss with the adults in the lounge abd the children watching a film downstairs in what was the storage room, up until last week when I cleaned it all out and made it into the living space it was intended to be. I have taken my book on various outings to coffee shops and spent my first child free hour drinking a decent cup of coffee and having a quiet read. I did a little retail therapy too but that can't possibly continue!

So ideas please for what to do as a stay home mum when all your children are finally in Big School because it's starting to get lonely.

- urban gypsy [10:29 am]
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Urban Gypsy

30-odd year old mum of two

England - Saudi Arabia - New Zealand

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When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss the fun of getting there. Life is not a race, so take it slower, hear the music before the music is over, take your time and stay happy...

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`new house (in Oz)
`less housework
`new shoes
`less bills
`new knickers
`smooth, tanned, glowing skin
`digital camera
`an iPod nano