Tuesday, March 10, 2015

The Castle


I got to the gym this morning and did 45 minutes on the elliptical. Did the grocery shopping. Went to a friend's house after school, reaching 10,000 steps on the way home. A few miscellaneous tasks, but no writing today. Tomorrow I get feedback from my writing group about my novel! Scary and exciting.

We've been thinking about moving to Sydney for years, it's where both Tim and I grew up and where most of our extended families still live. We travel back and forth a lot. I particularly wanted to be near mum when she got sick, obviously that ship has sailed but there are still reasons to move back there. The problem has been that Tim has a job that is fairly specific to our nation's capital; finding anything reasonably equivalent elsewhere is almost impossible so moving would probably mean a pay cut. But his job is very stressful so maybe taking a step back wouldn't be such a bad thing.

Well he hasn't found a new job in Sydney yet but he is far enough along in his thinking that he was looking for houses online the other day. And we found one that I kind of fell in love with. We haven't seen it in person and there is not a comprehensive group of pictures online, only six - and three of those are outside! But the more I look at it the more I want it, enough to try to arrange to go see it. The inside has everything we want. The real estate agent responded by saying they have had an offer, that we are welcome to top, and that they can't arrange a viewing at times convenient to us. Tricky that we live nearly four hours away. And Tim doesn't have a new job yet. Should probably wait and see what is available when we are ready.


I want it.

Oh well, probably for the best. It has its faults, and probably a lot more that we don't even know about yet.

The thing is, it looks like a castle. It's on a small steep block, three stories tall and very square with actual crenulations around the top like a castle wall. Not everyone's cup of tea. But very definitely our cup of tea - a whole pot of tea!

Oh well. Maybe we can build our own castle.

Report card:
Diet: Great. Another afternoon tea visit where I ignored the unhealthy stuff and just had grapes. I'm looking forward to a bit of chocolate later this evening.
Exercise: Great. Sweaty hiking through virtual California, and 10,000 steps.
Water: Poor. Damn it! Can't ignore my water like that.
Sleep: Ok.
Mental health: Good.


  1. Good luck to your husband to find a job, but watch out, moving is really stressful, it's the kind of event that can derail us.

    Personally, every time I had to choose between getting more stress but getting more income or less stress, I always choose less stress. You are already mortgage free, which put you way ahead on the financial game, by the time you hit retirement, it will be so much better to be healthier and not burn out from years of stress even if that mean having less money.

    Look at that report card... great job Natalie!

    1. I love moving house and used to do it about once a year when I was single and renting, moving cities and towns too even when I knew no one (I worked for a government dept. that had branches everywhere).

      It is an awesome opportunity to throw out a lot of junk and then go somewhere new and fresh.

      But that was when I had one person's stuff. We've been in this house ten years and have four people's accumulated stuff! I think it is going to be a very big job when it happens.

  2. Good luck with the hubs finding employment and getting a new house! That's all exciting!