A story in three pictures:
I mean where do you even start with shit like this? The orange-haired cockwomble hasn’t even seen the film. And, of course, he’d hark back to a movie like Gone With The Wind, which has racism problems of its own.
Okay, I exaggerate. It’s actually pretty damned great. And I love being recognised when I pop in for my date scone in the mornings. But still, there’s a wee nugget of truth in there somewhere!
If I don’t eat until midday I don’t get hungry, but if I eat at 8am I end up just wanting to eat non-stop for the rest of the day?
I’ve always been a weirdo!
It’s time to have a wee think about later this year and the potential for a short trip away to do something I’ve always wanted to do. Perhaps here?
It’s been an interesting few weeks in my life – my parents were visiting from Scotland for five weeks – which is a long time for any 45-year-old man to have his mum and dad stay – but it turned out great having them with us and relatively (no pun intended) stress free.
Instead it was packing up and moving house from central Auckland to Helensville that had the most potential to send me off in a spiral. Who doesn’t get stressed out of their tree when they have to pack their entire lives into boxes and move the lot 50kms away? Well, me as it turns out.
The combination of quitting panic-inducing social media, the excitement of owning our own house and the completely different way of life in Helensville has been a breath of fresh air.
As soon as I stepped into my house for the first time everything felt just right. A calm came over me and it hasn’t left. Things that would have annoyed the shite out me in Mt Eden – like neighbours coming to our door – suddenly seemed the most natural and welcome thing in the world.
And it allowed me to deal with everything I needed to deal with – getting my home office set up, buying all the new things we needed as homeowners rather than tenants, unpacking our lives, meeting new people, making it feel like a home. Even small things like dealing with the lack of dietary staples we were used to in our local supermarket which could have set me off were like water off a duck’s back. Fibre was turned on in time and even quicker than in our last house. Things aren’t supposed to go this well.
And then there’s the view from the deck. It’s stunning and I don’t think I’ve ever been so zen in my life. The kids have their own rooms for when they come to visit, life is great and I’m at peace and not thinking about moving back to Scotland for the first time in a very long time.
I’ve started making plans for all the creative things I want to do and I even started working on my long-planned Jimmy Buffett diorama. What’s next? Maybe the pottery wheel and kiln for the garage. Or some new woodworking tools. The sky’s the limit!
Of course now I’m waiting for the bad things to happen, but that’s life, eh? In the meantime I’m going to enjoy everything that’s going on in my life and appreciate my amazing family and friends.
“Through all of the islands and all of the highlands if we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.”Jimmy Buffett – Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes
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