Sunday, September 16, 2007

Welcome to my Nightmare................................

Hello Bloggers.

It's a bit of an over-dramatic title, I think........................


Once again, it's been a while.

Life is constant...... a nagging, insistent constant. But at least we're still here, right???

Working, cooking, cleaning......... Well, I've done a bit of that lately. It is spring and all. It's a bit hard to get enthused when there's not really anything in the way of inner wall linings to keep the dust and dirt out. Except in the boys' bedrooms that is. They're finished. And the outer linings....well, let's just say that the ventilation and natural lighting is more than adequate. You know how pretty it is when you catch a glimpse of sparkling dust in a ray of light that peeks through...... there's lots of that here...... it can be blinding at times.
Well... it could be........ if the dust didn't reduce the glare significantly.

I've done a bit of gap-filling, painting, yard cleaning... nagging, whinging, whining.

The reno plans are in council. Beloved wants me to arrange the finance now. I'm not too sure that the bank will think that the house is worth enough. I just don't think that we have finished enough for the valuation to be what we need. Actually, nothing is finished. And we go to South Australia in just over 2 weeks...... I think we need to finish lining the hallway, and actually have some lighting in the bedrooms. I don't think the bank will go for the ambient bedside lamps whilst there is the wiring hanging down from the ceiling, just waiting for someone to connect the ceiling fan lights that I bought 2 years ago... with the wiring that is hanging out of the eventual wall switches. I can see that the money that I have so carefully guarded over the last few weeks will just be spent on the S.A. expedition....... and we'll come home, and things will be just the same. Except that Christmas will be looming.... Beloved just doesn't want to get it; we have to spend money on the house to get it done; he's talking with Scorpaboy about the new bike that they'll need to buy before the end of the year.. which is way too close for me....

This is the way it started; I could see it beckoning, luring me in, everytime I walked into the backyard of the "dream home"..."I"m cheap, I'm cheap" it would say..."and oh so cute..." ...yeah, right.......


I never should have thought of buying this house. It's the silliest thing I've ever done. Stupid to the max. I totally over-estimated Beloved's initial commitment to the task. And his on-going one. Silly me; fancy thinking that Beloved wouldn't be over-committed to having a life with his sons. And, accordingly, I've lost the plot, too.
Initially, I did it for all the right reasons. We had built the dream home and had a reasonable mortgage. Next thing I know, we needed another car, so I agreed to an extension on the mortgage for a nice car, and maybe a pool. We ended up with a brand new 4WD...... And a bigger mortgage than I wanted to manage, even thought the bank said we could afford it (of course...). Because I knew how important that "Having A Life" is, after a few friends fell off the perch at a relatively young age.

This was the dream home; (a bit of a nightmare...it never felt "right")
33 squares; 4 bedrooms, gourmet kitchen, 3 living areas, triple garage, 2 bathrooms & a powder room. And huge to clean......


So, I went into my "let's sell and buy something cheaper" phase. (I'm really big on survival techniques. I think "cut and run" is one of my favourites.......) Which we did. But 2 motorbikes came in to a rented house. And they had to be ridden; there's nowhere around here to do that..... I had a 3 month blitz planned on the house to make it liveable. The builder managed to only work 13 hours in that three months as well as life being stupidly busy with football, soccer, motorbikes, netball.. you know; living. So then, into the caravans we went. More rent. Containers to rent to hold the 33squares of household furniture........ Plan C ..... short term, we decided to build the shed and live in it for a couple of months........ it would have a kitchen and bathroom, it wouldn't be all bad. The concrete slab had to go down twice due a bad mix...... another 4 months gone...... more rent... the renovation nest egg just dwindled..........

Finally, we moved into our glorious shed. Two winters later, we're still here. And another another summer to go....................................

Yup; this is it....... you've seen pictures of the inside in an earlier post..... It doesn't have a bathroom that's finished yet, the stove is in place, but not wired in, and there's no water either..... but it has a nice fire inside, and an air con in the window now........


And here's the biggest rub of all, folks.............

When we finally get done, if the bank agrees to lend us some money, our mortgage will be the same huge mortgage that we sold the dream home for..................................................................

I find that I am wanting to sell up and run again..... and it's not even done yet.......................


This is sort of where we're up to now. The verandah posts have been painted, and our letter box was pulled out by a passing drunk one evening...... This pic was taken about November 2005...... before we actually moved in.... it shows how much we've done... Ahem......


But I have nothing to sell for another year. Because that's how long it will take to get this house done. The builder (a different one) told Beloved that it will only take 2 months or so to finish the house. He says he's pencilled us in first thing in the new year ie 2008. I first spoke to him in January this year......

Bulldust, I say! No way.... If it's finished by Easter, I will be absolutely amazed. But then there will be so much more to do to finish it. Beloved keeps saying; "We just get the builder to do it; he's quicker"... yep, and add another thousand each time, sweetie.

About that life that you want.............

Anyway, enough belly aching.... You make your bed, you've got to lie in it...... If you lie with dogs, you've got to expect to catch fleas.... etc, etc.........

By the way, it was my 1st anniversary since I began blogging on September 13.........

Thanks for reading..... it's not always fun...... but mildly interesting for you at times, I hope....

See you all later,


Love, The Blogmuggle... ;0)


Welcome to My Nightmare...... I hope I didn't scare you.......... It's just the way we are when we come down here.......

3 comments:

Anchell said...

Bloody!

Surely they can live without another motorbike if it gets you in your house??

Put foot DOWN!!!

ha ha easy for me to say

Kris said...

Wow---sorry to hear about all of the stuff going on...but happy one-year-bloggin anniversary, anyway!

poody said...

what no running water and no bathroom! Girl! You better put Beloved to work pronto! I know you love him and all but bloody hell gal he needs to get 'er done!