Is it Greener on the Other Side?

Dean and I think it couldn’t possibly be greener anywhere else.

Especially when we have this in our own back yard.

Our Lawn – just three weeks old

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Making Progress

Though far from finished, this past week has seen Dean and I tackle our front garden.

Kevin the ‘Brickie’ called out from where he was working across the street:

“Would you like me to build you a letterbox?”  

After some careful thought, and a little negotiation, we said yes to a rendered letterbox with a surrounding planter box.  I wasn’t home at the time of construction.  This was a big thing for me.  It has always been my job to keep my finger(s) on the pulse, so to speak.  But I needn’t have worried.
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Landscaping Our Dream

The Results of Three Weeks Hard Labour

We could have allowed our builder to do our landscaping, but we decided we would do it ourselves.  There have been a few days when perhaps we thought it would have been much easier to let the builder do it (or more accurately, pay our builder to do it), but we have been having a lot of fun, albeit, at times its back-breaking work.

Mind you, Dean is doing all the hard work, I’m just the site supervisor/lackey.  “Clare, I’m thirsty”  “Clare, come hither!”  “Clare, come and hold this.”  “Clare!  Clare!  Claaarrreee!”

I’m very confident all the workmen around here know my name now.
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Our New Home

It has only taken me two weeks, but finally, I have our new home looking organised enough to take and share photos.  I’ve said all along that I’m not a professional photographer and some of these photos prove that claim beyond any doubt.

At the very least, I feel comfortable enough to share these photos I took yesterday and hope you enjoy them.  I’ll try harder next time.

Welcome to our new home.  Please come on in, through the front door and turn left.
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Moving In and Getting Comfy

The car was packed, our son-in-law’s truck was packed, my brother-in-law’s box trailer was packed, and we were ready to take the 90 minute driving up the M1 Motorway to our new home in Caloundra.

That was Thursday and everything went according to plan, unlike the previous two days that had been tough and completely out of our control.  It’s amazing how one (seemingly minor) omission held up the council approval, which in turn held up the final payment, which in turn resulted in a slightly delayed handover.

The cascading effect of that one omission was almost beyond my stress level’s maximum setting.

Certainly, it was greater than the sum of my parts that allow me to sleep.
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