Packing Up and Moving House Again part 3
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Packing Up and Move House Again Part 3
Well… it’s been a while now since I have posted a hub on Hubpages, despite various promises to you folk who have loyally and encouraging left comments on the majority of my hubs since we arrived here in the windy west.
So today….. I might even write something again rather than just thinking about it.
The facts are that we are no longer “Packing Up amd Moving House”.
We have in fact “settled”.
We have parked our caravan on a permanent site in the Discover Caravan Park in Boulder which was a separate town to Kalgoorlie but now is part of the same local government area to Kalgoorlie in what is known as the Eastern Goldfields area of Western Australia.
We have “settled” because our once mobile home is now quite fixed with the annex erected, an extra shade tarp fixed over both caravan and annex and a fixed pergola out the front. The Boss (Mrs Dags) even has a veggie garden growing out the back beside our own private toilet and shower block and our back fence is right on the edge of town.
Life is good. I have a plum job as a truck driver which takes me away for days at a time and Mrs Dags is back to jabbing needles into people and sucking blood. Quite the vampire she is as a Pathology Collector with a local medical company.
The transport company I work for has contracts that take us all over Australia delivering the products of an international company to mine sites. The trucks are very good with about 500 horse power, sleeper cab, aircon, 18 gears and freight that is all palletted and shrink-wrapped. So the work is clean and I drive in air conditioned comfort with cruise control and enough horse power not to have to change gears once I get out of town as a result of there not being any large mountains in W.A. At the end of each working day I’m away, which is usually always nighttime, I just have a quick tub using water from a tank on my trailer, slip my boots off and climb into the very roomy sleeper cab which is also air conditioned and sleep is nigh.
We arrived in Kalgoorlie on the 30 of June this year (2010) and it took me 3 weeks to get a job, which seemed an interminably long time at the time, but looking back was quite quick really.
So…. here we are. Settled. Well at least for the next 5 to 10 years or however long it takes us to save the amount of money we have in our heads to retire on.
Cheers Dags the Drover