Two weeks of
Easter break are just about to end. It’s been good. Not exactly what I had
hoped for on some accounts, just what I had hoped for on other. I have not been
able to sleep in any morning because of the plumbers, carpenters and
inspection people who have come every single day at 8 o’clock in the morning.
We live in a brand new house that must have been built by apprentices and
criminals doing community service instead of jail time. This time, they
discovered that they had forgotten to finish a part on top of the house,
meaning that every time it rains – which it does pretty often i Melbourne – it
was like turning on a shower and letting the water drain between the outer and
the inner wall of Oldest Daughter’s bedroom. No need to get into details, just
trust me when I say that it was not a pretty sight when we moved her book case.
Apart from the obvious nuisance with leakage and repairmen in the house, this
disruption has created additional disorder in my life. I have not been able to
clean properly in that part of our house and it is very stressful for a neat-freak like me. To have all these Jacks of all trades walk in and out of our
house all day is tormenting the perfectionist in me. I want order, order I say!
Bedroom walls undergoing some serious repair work
My suffering
soul got a well deserved break when we headed for the Victorian mountains for
some days. My Husband had booked us into a nice resort that called themselves a
spa-resort, naming their chalets names like ”Glasshouse” and ”House on the
Lagoon”. We were staying in a Glasshouse that was ”on a more elevated location
and had a clear view of all the surrounding mountains from the panoramic
windows”. I have to commend the Australians on their ability to express
themselves in such lavish terms. The noted elevation was a slope, the view from the panoramic
windows was over a cow pasture unless you count the panoramic window in the
bathroom that was indeed a loo with a view in case you wanted to admire the
scenery while sitting on the porcelain throne. The lagoon was a tiny, slightly muddy
pond. The ”spa” part was probably referring to the jacuzzi in the bathroom.
The view from the loo with the "lagoon" behind the trees
We did like
the little chalet, we enjoyed the nature and the beautiful scenery. I manage to
impress the Daughters by knowing how to fish in the river with a fishing rod.
Luckily we didn’t get any fish as cutting and deboning a fish is one of my many
shortcomings. Husband and Daughters went horse riding in the mountains for an
afternoon while I stayed in our Glasshouse with the panoramic windows (single
glazing by the way and very cold at night), reading and watching Hugh Jackman
in the film ”Australia”. We drove around in the mountains, went for little
walks and enjoyed being together – just the four of us.
Showing the Daughters that Mommy has done this before.
Back home in
Melbourne, we were not surprised to see that the builders had not managed to
finish Oldest Daughter’s room meaning I still have them coming around every
morning. I long for the day when our home is free from construction negligence!
I once again managed to impress my Daughters by teaching them the basics on
using a sewing machine. All in all, we’ve had a nice Easter break and honestly,
I will feel a pang of sadness when I drop them off at their schools on Monday.
As I always do...
My hiking shoes, I have a pair of those in case anyone was wondering
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.