Well, I have less than a week to go, so I have hit my usual meltdown frenzy. Why do I do it? Sounds like a cue for a song, but I don’t have time for that. I’m going for a little spin in the Caribbean soon and I have to get ready for that AND get the house ready for viewing–just in case someone wants to see it while I’m away. You would think it would be all ready, given that it was listed some weeks ago, but we’ve been ‘laying low’ during the holidays, and especially during the bushfires. This is not the best time to be selling a house surrounded by bush…
Anyway, things have gone rather amok in recent weeks, so now I have to pull my finger out and really get with it. I’ve decided to pack up a lot of extraneous ‘stuff’ and put it in storage up north so that when I do move, it will be there waiting for me. And that will leave my house less ‘busy’–to please the agents. As soon as I get back home it will be whisked off to storage. Meanwhile it will sit in my garage. Anyway, that’s my aim.
As those who have been around me when I am in this state can attest, my aim is not very good. Wish me luck. All that is just a backhanded way of saying I don’t have time to write. Except that writing does provide me with a good bit of Avoidance Behavior. Most of you already know that I am a Genuine Expert in Avoidance Behavior, so I won’t belabor the point here. What I am gonna do, however, is treat you to some random photos of Tasmania, and a great video of the Third Movement of Beethoven’s Pathetique Sonata. Enjoy!
- Duck Hole Lake
- Dusk at Bridport
- Russell Falls
- A Walk in the Rain Forest
- Mt Field National Park
- Lavender Fields
- Near Wine Glass Bay
- Lake Burbury
- Dove Lake, Cradle Mountain
As you probably guessed, that was my 16 year old grandson. I don’t often do the proud-granny routine here, but couldn’t resist this time. He said he hadn’t played that piece for a couple months and was “rusty” so he apologised. Mercy me. MM
Your humour & writings will be sadly missed Meandering Matriarch by all of the Fossil Cove Floozies & the odd fossils of Fossil Cove. But on the other hand, it will be lovely that you spend time with your family; & we can’t begrudge that of anyone these days. Life is so short on time in this modern world unless we make that time. And you certainly seem to have mastered that art of making time both for yourself, your being & your family; as much as you say you are in ‘melt down’ mode. Enjoy your little spin around the Caribbean, & please keep in mind, Fossil Cove will always consider you as a Fossil Cove Floozie!
Your grandson is very talented. Rusty????????
That’s what I thought… I’m glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for dropping by!
The Caribbean, selling house … meltdowns are mandatory!
That’s what I was thinking… Guess I had to sell the house now as I didn’t have a quilt to finish before going away.
The Caribbean, that sounds wonderful, especially given the sub zero temperature here. I can sympathise with your efforts to declutter for potential buyers. It’s a process I’m familiar with, but it’s an agonising process. Our clutter is what makes our houses our homes, and the clutter often holds many wonderful memories of family and friends, so to chuck it is to throw away something very close to us.
Indeed. That’s why I’m stuffing everything into boxes to put into storage. Of course, I’ll have to un-box it all at the other end. Some things in Life just seem to follow us everywhere…