Things to Remember

Today we woke up a little hungover to the sound of a house auction happening next door. I’d never seen one before, in England things are always more subdued. There was a huge crowd of people, a slick auctioneer and a house that sold for $1.2 million. What the fuck. It’s time to realise that renting will see me in the best houses I’ll ever live in. When I actually buy a house I think I’ll have to accept a significant step down in living standards. $1.2 million!

Then we went to leave and found this little creep on our doorstep…   


Ugh. Turns out it’s a Saunders’ Case Moth, in caterpillar stage. 

We had a tasty brunch at Breakfast Thieves, of morcilla and polenta, very fancy. I finished sanding the top of a coffee table we’ve been working on. Now I’m lazing around contemplating dinner.   

Last night we had work drinks, our first in Hawthorn at the new office. I shared a cab home with Tim, Pierce and Oliver who were all smashed and uncontrollable. It was hilarious and ridiculous.  

Last week I made this tasty dinner, and I may be leaning towards it right now!  

Tomorrow holds nothing of significance! I really enjoy doing not too much with my weekends. I’ve committed to a Diploma of Business through my work, so I have some of that stuff to do. Otherwise just hanging out with this handsome one…

    

Moving house, fresh start

Our empty, beautiful house is now filled with second hand furniture and refurbished white goods. Here’s how it was…

  
         

The timing of this move has been potentially awkward. We had to leave our old house, Oliver, Toby and I, because we found out some unsavoury things about the ratio of rent we paid to what our then housemates paid. I guess it happens all over the place, but it still doesn’t sit well and we all felt it was time for something a little nicer and a little more ours.

It feels like we got very lucky with this place, a beautiful old one storey place in Fitzroy. It can’t negate that we have recently put forward our application for a long term visa to the Australian government and we’re waiting, anxiously, to hear about it. If it so happens that were not granted this visa we’ll have to make quick preparations for moving along, getting rid of our growing collection of belongings, saying goodbye to people and places and leaving the country.

It’s miserable to think about it. Because we have become really fond of Melbourne, and Australia and all the people that call it home. We have made a plan B in case that happens but we hope it won’t. It’s a strange time to move house. If our visa is granted we can splash out on … A bed frame! Brilliant.