Beautiful one day, perfect the next. What can I say, but life is good when you are living in Queensland. What’s not to love about it.
It’s been a month now since I moved here and although I’ve finished unpacking everything I’m still getting organised and settled. Having had to start work straight away I was only left with week nights and weekends to do everything and we all know that takes time. I’ve also been kept busy with replacing and repairing some damaged pieces of furniture from the interstate move. Slowly but surely I’m getting there though and that’s the main thing. I’ve also been buying and ordering new furniture and for those of you who are friends with me on facebook you would’ve already seen the pictures that I’ve posted up. I’m receiving a big delivery next weekend so I’m looking forward to that arriving.
Hubby arrived in country safe and sound and has been working some pretty long hours. Tomorrow will be his first day off since he arrived there over a month ago now. When I put things into perspective, my unpacking our home by myself is nothing compared to what he’s given up and endures every day. It’s been pretty sad over there and here these past couple of weeks which obviously hits home hard. But we do what we do because we love our country and are proud to serve it.
It’s time for another coffee from the newest edition of the family, Breville Fresca Espresso Machine. It was love at first sight, well for me anyway. More stuff to do so I better make a move.
Have a great weekend!
We arrived safe and sound to my in-laws place on the beautiful Sunshine Coast. Queensland’s Winter is a far cry from what we’re become accustomed to down south in Victoria. I’m loving it already and will happily adjust. It’s a tough life, but somebody’s got to do it.
Our furbabies will be staying here for the week with their grandparents because tomorrow we’re heading back down to Brisbane. We’ll finally get to see our new home for the first time, so we’re both excited. We’ve only seen it online until this point and although we know we’re moving here permanently it doesn’t quite feel real yet. Once we actually see the house I’m sure it’ll start sinking in. In the mean time we’re staying in a self-contained apartment until the removalists arrive on Thursday. So not to long to wait.
Tuesday I’ll be driving hubby to the airport and seeing him off as he’s heading overseas with work for the remainder of the year. Some people will go to great extremes to get out of unpacking, only kidding. A friend of ours has kindly offered to come around after work on the day I move in to help out with the things that hubby normally would do. That’s the great thing about life in the military because we all pull together and help each other out in times of need like this one. I’ve had so many great offers of help. But this is typical of the camaraderie that we live and breathe every day both in and out of work.
Then my in-laws will bring my furbabies down to me next weekend in time for me to start my new job the following week. I’ve made the conscience effort to not commit myself to anything social during my first month so I can just concentrate on unpacking and settling in. But September will see me getting out and about again to catch up with some old and new friends both through work and figure.
I’ll be back again sometime soon.
Photo: we♥it
As one door closes, another opens. The time has come for me to finish this chapter of my life and begin a new one.
I moved here under compassionate circumstances so that I could give quality of life to my dying Mum. I did what I had to do as any loyal loving daughter would under those circumstances. It was eight months from diagnosis to death, not the eighteen months to two years originally first thought.
Then half way through the eight months another tragedy struck. Dad was killed in a horrific workplace accident. My life ceased to exist as I knew it. I had one parent dead and the other one was dying, how was this possible?
So a majority of my time spent here has been consumed with my personal grieving process. It never gets easier, nor does it ever go away. I just do the best I can on any given day. Back then I even wanted to die myself just to be with them again, the pain and suffering was that excruciating and unbearable to deal with. One person kept me from that, my husband. He is the only reason I didn’t act on my thoughts of suicide. He was and still is very much my saviour.
Now I’m moving on, and putting a lot of distance between me and my past here. No more constant reminders, no more bad memories. It’s time for a fresh start and a clean slate. It’s time for a better and brighter future for me and my husband.
I typed this post last night because I knew it was going to be the last chance I would get online for a while. I scheduled it to publish now as we would already be on the road . Our first stop will be back home to pay our final respects to Mum & Dad. This brings mixed emotions but something I feel I need to do.
Then it’s back on the road and headed for Brisbane.
It’s been quite a while since I last updated my blog so I thought I’d better make an effort before anymore time passed. Like the title says, I’ve been living life in the fast lane lately. What with, getting ready to move my career and home to an interstate location. Then there’s hubby’s trip overseas, I guess you could say it’s been kind of crazy around here. Kind of expected really, isn’t it.
It’s less than a week now until I drive out of here and embark on the next chapter of my life. I’m feeling an array of emotions, some good, some not so good. So I’m just taking things one day at a time for now and doing the best I can on any given day. I’ll actually be glad to put as much distance between me and this state as I possibly can. Don’t get me wrong, I’m extremely grateful that work was able to post me here on not one, but two compassionate postings. But unfortunately both experiences don’t bring pleasant memories for me, especially now that I’ve lost both my parents. Everything in life happens for a reason and although I still don’t understand why, I accept that that’s how it had to be for me. Maybe one day it’ll become apparent, maybe not. That’s life in a nutshell I guess and I no longer dwell on this point.
It’s all still very surreal actually. It was only this morning hubby and I were talking about it in the kitchen. It’s real, we know it’s real but it doesn’t feel real yet. Does that make sense? Then four days after we arrive in location I’ll be driving him to the airport and saying my goodbye’s until he returns at the end of the year. He doesn’t even get to see inside or move into his new home until he gets back. Not a bad deal as far as he is concerned, cheeky bugger.
The next couple of weeks I’m going to be in transit travelling and settling which also means I’m going to be online and offline quite sporadicly and sometimes with limited mobile coverage. But so my family and friends don’t worry unnecessarily I’ll blog again once I’m moved in and online at my new home.
That’ll do for today. I’ll pop back another time and update you all on my health and fitness journey on the Nazafit Express.
