Actually I really do want to complain. Even though I understand how truly fortunate and blessed our family is..... moving sucks!!! SUCKS BIG TIME!! I hated it. I am so glad that Ben and I have everything in this property that we've ever dreamed of because I am never moving again. Never - not - ever. They will have to haul my dead arse out of here on a stretcher when I'm 92 because I never want to move again. Not even to a nursing home.
When I imagined looking for a house to buy I fantasised about how exciting it would be and how much fun I would have. As per most things, fantasy is much better than reality. The reality was that it was tiring, stressful and I didn't sleep for two months.
It is a 5 acre block, which is about a half cleared, in a suburb only 25 minutes from Brisbane cbd and 10 minutes to the water. We have big plans for our property but it all seems to be happening very slowly now that we have moved in.
I called it Nobel Acres in honor of Alfred Nobel, the brilliant chemist, inventor, innovator and engineer. After his death, his will stated that his vast wealth was to establish the Nobel prizes. He did this because he wanted to be remembered for something good. And he is. Everyone knows about the Nobel prizes. Did you also know that Alfred Nobel was the inventor of dynamite? Now you can see why he did not want this to be his legacy. He did not invent dynamite or gelignite with the intention of causing harm to people. It was meant to be a safer way for mining etc... but turns out people were equally interested in using it as a weapon as they were for mining.
I have a huge respect for scientists and really hope that my children grow up with an understanding and passion for truth, knowledge and reason. I'm hoping that at least 1 out of the 4 of my little angels grows up to be a scientist... actually, I hope that at least 1 wins a Nobel Prize.. or at the very least becomes a Nobel laureate.
One of the benefits of Nobel Acres is that it seems to be in a bit of a black hole for mobile reception and television reception. In a moment of weakness I buckled under pressure from Ben and surrendered my subscription to Foxtel. It was really hard to leave them. Not just emotionally...... physically too. They kept ringing and pestering me and offering me the world to stay as one of their customers. But I was strong and stood Ben's ground. Then, when we moved in, I discovered that not only had I given up Foxtel - we were unable to get ANY TV reception. Completely unheard of!! I made a mental note to buy some kind of booster for our antenna but before I got around to doing it I discovered that I really liked not having television. I am so much more productive when I don't spend two hours a day parked on my arse watching 'Teen Mom' or ..... dare I say it.... 'Jersey Shore'.
I was really stressed at the time because Ben had been away a lot and I felt very isolated and disconnected from the world. So I thought having Lana, our German Shepherd, around might help me feel more safe and secure when Ben is away. She is the best impulse buy I have ever made!!! Soooo cute and cuddly and extremely smart. We have been training her and she learns so quickly.
At our old house, I was so comfortable with the neighbours that if ever I needed a spider killed in the middle of the night, or a cup of sugar, or didn't feel like cooking.... I would just sing out over the fence or text and ask Liz what she was cooking (to decide if I felt like eating it). Yes. We were THAT comfortable with each other. My children used to run between the two houses like we owned both of them!! I had keys to their house and could let myself in and help myself to milk if ever I ran out and never really bothered to get a herb garden going because Liz and Rachie had an awesome one that I used to raid on a daily basis. The neighbours on the other side of me had two little girls who got on famously with my girls and the kids used to play with each other a lot. So living in a house with no close neighbours is a bit sad for me. I'm a people person. I think I'm suited to living in a tribe or village. The other day, during a power outage, I couldn't find any matches and almost had a break down thinking about the fact that I could not just yell over the fence to borrow some from someone. I now have a massive supply of matches (and crap loads of long life milk, and a herb garden etc) so I don't have to fall apart whenever I realise that I am missing some important ingredient or item. Luckily we didn't move too far away from our old place so our neigbours can visit frequently (and vice versa).
I'm hoping that since I don't have tv I might make the time to write some more of my blog... who knows!?!