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Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Wednesday Waffle


Here's another take on what I want my front entry/foyer to look like. As my home is running along the 40m frontage, it can really only be one room deep, if it's going to be flowing out onto lawn and the pool area.... so the stairs are going to have to start immediately you walk in the door. I still can't get my head around designing on a corner block... but I'll get there. No rush. Oh and I think I want a black front door? Opinions? Advice? 

Speaking of the block, I received a phone call from the Real Estate Agent yesterday afternoon. "I have a house here that belongs to you, do you want the keys?". I forgot to pick them up! I went hell for leather in the shed all day and forgot. 

I had a few customer pick ups and some deliveries to unpack and then I decided to drag everything out in search of something way at the back, then I put it all back... time consumingly neatly, then I had a chat to one of the flower delivery ladies about the hideous cost of living in this country, then I chatted to Garry (front desk man) about recycling, then I chatted to the Nestle rep about the luxury of receiving a weekly pay-cheque when you don't work for yourself, then a lovely lady who was putting all her belongings in storage chatted to me about my lights and real estate and house sitting (which is what she is doing), then Scotty turned up (interior designer, shed neighbour... he also has 'prime position' shed real estate like myself... one of the lucky ones... actually he has the 'corner block'!) so we excitedly caught up on each others lives for about an hour, then the shed manager James had a chat about his holiday in Thailand, then Scotty and I chatted some more about Paris and Fiji and New York, and then the day ended. Who said working alone is unsocial? I spent my day shifting boxes and chatting... and still don't have possession of this house.

So, this morning, I am picking up the keys, no ifs, no buts, no distractions. First thing. Boys to school, then the keys. I'm not going anywhere near that shed today. I need to arrange to get some tenants into this house. 

I overdid it yesterday. I can't move my arms. I'm still doing a violin practice though, somehow. I am sitting next to someone in orchestra who used to be in the 'Basel Symphony Orchestra'. She's a machine. I can't compete. I think she feels sorry for me. I can only do my best. I was never 'Basel Symphony Orchestra' standard. I'm a bush-band violinist. My bush-band was called, 'The Bullocky's Bathtub Bushband'... I rest my case.

Happy Wednesday!

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PS Thanks for your 'tooth' love yesterday. He's feeling better and in good spirits. He told all his teachers about it.....and 'they felt sorry for me Mum'.

PPS. Happy Birthday Marina, my cousin, in Melbourne. xx

PPPS. Hi Scotty! xx

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