Results tagged “Sadness” from Kazza the Blank One
I left home today for the last time ever. The family home. Mum had lived there for forty two years. I lived there for twenty six and a half years.
Although was too busy to feel much sadness during the process of removal, but did have a sad walk through at the end.
The end of an era. The family home that noone else has lived in. Now sold and to be rented out.
But David and I did amuse ourselves by poking fun at mum .. "you've never moved have you?" .. because really she hadn't - not with a whole house of furniture and *stuff*. Little things like rubbish bags and cleaning equipment she kept wanting to pack and send away and we're like, no you need to save those because you *will* need them. heh.
Final council cleanup of everything left over
She got the dining table and chairs restored and reupholstered to match the new lounge. It actually looks really good.
This is the sofa bed part of the new lounge
The china cabinet we built the other night, now filled up
So got mum moved in at the other end, and stayed til about 3pm unpacking boxes with Aunty Di. Then I came home. I never want to leave the house again.
Then I got depressed again at deadbeat ebayers who *still* haven't made any sort of contact with me. I hate people.
I did finish decorating the Christmas tree though which made me feel a bit better. It sparkles.
Yesterday we had a pretty quiet morning. But it was such a lovely day we decided to go out to the club and try out our new caravan. So went out and enjoyed the sunshine, and had drinks and dinner with some of the other people there, then played some cards then went to bed. Turns out sleeping in a caravan is a lot more comfortable than sleeping in a tent! Who knew? We also managed to lock ourselves out of it within ten minutes of arriving. Thank goodness John was there with a spare key!
This morning after quite a long lie-in (it was freezing!) we got ready then helped out with some hazard reduction, as well as having some sausages for lunch.
Came home and called the parents, only to hear the bad news that the prognosis is not very good for Dad. So that made me pretty sad.
Did our food shopping then came home and found my betta, that I've only had for six weeks, had died. More sadness.
Then spent *ages* making up some lasagnas, only to have the sweetie eat a good chunk of my leftovers (mine had white sauce and lactose containing cheese). Blah.
Then lost it cause the house was a pigsty.
It's only 9:30pm, but it feels a lot later. Not sure how I'm going to be able to stay up..
I didn't blog anything particular for this year's blogiversary, which also happened to be the fifteenth anniversary of the January 1994 bushfires that ripped through Como/Jannali. Those fires were closer to home (literally - about 300m away) and destroyed our church and several of our friend's houses, therefore having a massive impact on me to this day whenever I see bushfire images.
But only one person died there that day.
The weekend bushfires in Victoria were epic sad. 135 lives lost so far. And that's sure to rise.
Kinda puts my crap day at work into perspective...