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One month in

It’s a bitterly cold Spring day, but here we are, living in the country and loving it. I’ve been waiting for the what have we done?! moment to hit me – but nothing. We’ve made some new, wine-loving friends, and are enjoying the less erratic pace of life that was inner city living. I don’t miss the overstimulation that had started to get to me over the last few months – the traffic congestion, the cigarette smoke and the constant feeling of hurriedness that I felt stepping out the front door. There’s a slower way of life here that I…

Home is where the Why is 

We’ve been in our new home for almost two weeks now and it’s starting to feel less like a holiday and more like everyday life. The realities of this 130-year-old house have become apparent, like the drafts that seem to pour from every window and the wonky floors. But also the hidden treasures, too. Like the huge windows that let in the morning sun and the lush garden that can be seen from every window in the house. It’s definitely not a house lacking personality. The hard things, like the lack of central heating, make me thankful for all of…

We’re officially treechangers!

I can confirm two things since moving to the country two days ago. One: Baby’s and moving don’t mix. Baby’s love to eat cardboard (well mine does – is that weird?) and there’s a lot of cardboard around when you move house. I’ve spent the last three days chasing around an active soon-to-be-toddler, pinky at the ready, repeatedly fishing out soggy cardboard pellets from the roof of said toddler’s mouth. Brilliant. The second thing I’ve learnt? Cats that have been trapped in a small box/feline jail in a car for hours will find a way to escape upon reaching their…

So long, Melbourne

How do you say goodbye to a city? Do you give it a firm, lingering hug? Tell it you’ll visit all the time and that no one will ever replace it? Do you write it a love letter, or just brush it off insisting that it’s not you, it’s me? I’m yet to decide on the goodbye I will give this vibrant city of Melbourne. I am going to miss it. It hasn’t really sunk in yet, even though we’re sleeping surrounded by boxes and empty cupboards. Our treasured art stacked against the wall. We’ve only been back in Melbourne…

The regret of change

Buying our house in the country is the biggest emotional purchase we’ve ever made so it’s only natural to feel some trepidation right? Yes, we have invested in property before but it never felt that life-changing. This is much different. It’s ours. For a nomadic type this has been something to get my head around. Commitment. Gulp. Buying a home was my idea. It kind of crept up on me over the past year and I allowed the idea to permeate my consciousness instead of making up excuses as to why it wouldn’t work and quickly burying it – my…

One month to go!

City life will soon be a fond memory – it’s now less than one month until our move to the country! Me, husband, baby and cat…that’s going to be a fun car trip. Nothings packed. Nothing’s organised, but it’s going to happen whether we’re ready or not. It feels exciting and scary to be putting down roots and this last month I’m sure will bring with it a roller coaster of emotions. Excitement. Fear. Regret. Contentment. Rinse and repeat. I’m just trying to focus on the good stuff and forget about the niggling worries. The fact that we know no-one…