I've been away, very cute new adition to the family, time with delightful miss 2 and mummy. That is the nicest holiday, it would be so much nicer if we lived in the same place, but they are still in Darwin, well back in Darwin and that is just too hard for me. Although I love to be near family and friends, and to drive to the local shop at 80 to 100 ks, it's just too hot, sticky and dry at the same time as it's way humid.
It was wonderful staying in a brand new place, lots of air con, a gym, a pool I didn't actually use. It was wonderful having all the runing water I want, the loud extraction fan, cos it was also handy having a washer and dryer, right where you live, many mod cons.
I'm home now, and it's good to have my windy weather sounds of rope and rigging and things banging away. The boat moves a bit more, it's very peaceful and it's home.
Initially I had some difficulty with looking at really flash boats and accepting that I don't have a really flash boat, but it's a working managable boat to live on.
I like the mangrove too, it may seem an odd thing to like, but during the day it's bug free and at night so beautiful, with water and the moon, lovely. We have a wonderful thing for keeping bugs away, it keeps them outside, so we don't push our luck and try to sit out there at night and see how it goes. It's pretty good that the later it gets, the cooler it gets n bugs disappear, then i'st lovely, quiet and still, with reflexions and ripples and the moon, it's pretty nice for right in the industrial area.
I think it should be easy to get our old age sorted here, living should be so cheap. I know marine everything is expensive, and marine life fruitful and tenacious, but living is so cheap, no bills, and such a small fridge, no big shopping, nowhere to put anything, it is cheap.
I need to make the boat look nicer, I know the important stuff is in the maintainance and keeping it and everything dry, but I so badly need storage, I'm close to that point of losing it. I keep suggesting and reccomending, if we don't measure and organise some storage cubes n a place for brooms, mops n stuff there could be an implosion. As I'm the one who wants to be here, I'm being the patient one, it's killing me. Seriously killing me. I'm hoping I grow as a person, but shrink as a person, like grow as a person is kindness and wisdom, and shrink as in fat. I am still doing doctors n specialists for a while, feeling heaps better, that's good.
It's easier to do things and a little too easy to do too much, but I only work 20 hours, haven't studied all year, just taking it easy and getting on here.
Now I'm thinking shabby chic may be the way to go. Bohemian is easy but so me and not so Hoople, so although I'm pretty sure he's not a shabby chic kinda guy, he may surprise me, he so often does. I'll begin slowly and get a style happening that he likes and see how far I can go with it, it's a small space there is only so much I can do. Storage is the answer, ok I've gotta get to bunnings to beging the storage issues, and some spray paint for small jobs.
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