“The value of things is not the time they last,
but the intensity with which they occur.
That is why there are unforgettable moments and unique people.” – Fernando Pessoa
As they say, all good things must come to an end. That end is very nearly upon us now and it’s a crazy, butterfly type feeling that I get in my stomach when I think about what’s around the corner.
It was just the other night when I realized just how unknown the next few months were going to be for us. I was laying in my bed with my husband; we had the blinds and window open as it was the first warm night of the season and the air had that particular smell about it. You know the one I mean, the crisp air that blows through from the South, the breeze that means summer is just around the corner.
It was a bright night outside and every time I looked out that window I could imagine what it was going to be like to lay in that same position but instead of looking out onto fence, it would be a completely different view.
A view of rolling hills, yellowing crops and sheep bleating in the distance. Of dark, inky skies filled to the brim with stars (seriously, you city folks are missing out on all the wonders of the night sky!), of the shadows of ghostly gum trees swaying in the night breeze and of the very faintest of glows on the far horizon (Perth).
It was laying there in bed, imagining this scene out my window that I realized it won’t be very long now until we are in the new house, back on a farm, living the life we were meant to. It was a bizarre feeling. All butterflies and excitement. But also this heart swelling feeling… to know that you’re waking up in a new house and know that it’s your forever home.
On one hand I’m saddened by the end of the build, but I also find myself feeling anxious and overwhelmed at the thought of packing and moving again. (Does anyone actually like that part?!) I think I’ve been so focused on getting through these last few months, on organizing and booking in painters and the flooring guys and the air conditioning people that I lost sight of the excitement of moving into a new house. Of finally getting to lead the life I’ve wanted for a very long time.
I already find myself looking back on our build like I do my son, wondering where the hell the time went and amazed at all the things that have been accomplished. (Yeah, yeah, I know I totally just compared my child to my house.) But it really is a big, momentous occasion, and come the day we finally get to move in I don’t know what I’ll be like.
I’m imagining a smooth sailing, totally organised pro. But in reality it’s more likely to be shambles, chaos and me alternating between crying and anger at all the things that aren’t going right. That’s life for you though.
What’s also life, is delays. We’ve had a few more delays with the tilers so that means we aren’t likely to get key hand over until we’re back from our holiday now. It’s not the end of the world I suppose, it just means we had to completely re-think our game plan.
Perhaps you can all cross your fingers for me, for a smooth sprint to the finish line while we’re away. Without any further ado here it is, one the last Dream Home Journey updates.
It’s still a very weird feeling knowing this will be the view I look out upon every day, coffee in hand.
Tiles people! We have tiles! They may not be grouted yet, but they’re not far off!
My big ass, soakin, bath tub! I cannot wait to have a relaxing soak in this baby. (Wait! Who am I kidding? The child will likely want to get in with me!)
Splash back all up, the last bit of grout needing to be completed. Ahh the joys of the bartering system😉
Waterproofing in the ensuite complete and the floor tiling started. It won’t be long now till this room’s finished too!
So once all the tiling and grouting as been finalized they can come in and measure up for the glass shower screens and mirrors. They’ll then get popped in, along with the bathroom and kitchen hardware and BADA-BING, BADA-BOOM! Key hand over time!
Till then folks! Have a gorgeous day and enjoy this beautiful sun shiny weather…. as I’m (for some crazy reason) running away from it to the freezing winds of Tasmania!