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Well after a frantic week of moving a family 1200kms we’re now firmly ensconced in a solid brick house for the first time in nearly 3 years.
Imagine living in a city of garden sheds where you can hear the neighbours eat their cereal and listen to their viewing habits nightly. Where everyone thinks it normal to go to bed at 8.00pm and get up at 5.00am to wash their car and cut their grass. Imagine having to dress in a formal suit and go out in 40 degree heat everyday. Welcome to Brisbane folks - My private hell.
Imagine then you wake up one morning and it was all just a dream. A form of purgatory for entrance into a civilised world.
Thats how I feel.
Brisbane was a fantastic place for the first few years in a foreign country, with it’s beautiful beaches, incredible climate, laid back lifestyle and fantastic people. But believe me - the novelty soon wears off.
You know when you look out the window and its absolutely pissing down, it’s grey and cold and you think, bugger this I’m going back to bed. Thats how it gets when everyday you wake up and its 40 degrees again and 90% humidity. Eventually you find yourself going to the cinema at 9.00am just to get into some air conditioning.
Trying to book a restaurant table for a romantic dinner and they tell you that 6.00pm is the only sitting as the kitchen shuts at nine!
Having people round for drinks on your deck but they leave at 8.00pm because they have to get up at 4.30am because they have to go rowing every morning.
I don’t know how the murder rate wasn’t higher - I sure of hell was close to wanting to kill people when you’re just trying to get by in the equivelent of a tumble dryer every day and your social life is thrown into turmoil. Your patience level drops dramatically.
So here we sit, one week into our solid brick Sydney home, it’s raining, it’s cold, we’ve got a fire lit, all the boxes are unpacked and I haven’t heard the neighbours. I feel like one of the little pigs.
I suppose we should really fix the hole in the ceiling though….
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