Packing up house and moving again
One more time
Well, we're at it again. This will be move number..... (..... wait a bit, I'm just counting) 12, I think. And we've only been married 35 (um-mm or is it 34) years..... (2010 minus 1976 equals ......) yep 34 years. So, having to move again is a bit of a drag from my perspective. Except that, well really we don't have to move but we are.
It's time to advance again. We've been in retreat since 5th November 2008 and being here at Eleura Downs, courtesy of our mate Darren, has been really great for a young couple like us in our mid 50's who managed to go broke in the middle of the last global financial crisis. When we moved to Eleura Downs we had sold just about everything we owned to meet financial commitments and try to avoid bankruptcy. So, no home, no business, no boat, no car, savings all gone, nothing to show for all our hard work going right back through our married life. In particular the last 4 years when we attempted to start a new charter boat business on the Hawkesbury River, north west of Sydney. I was pretty devastated. I'm the only one of my family to have failed. The only consolation is, I've had a few mates with this last outing though. Mrs Dags, on the other hand, was pretty good! Actually, she knows that both of us being down at the same time is not really helpful, so she saved her nervous breakdown till later. Much later I hope!!
So now, strengthened by more hard work and fresh air, encouraged by old friends and new friendships, as well as a bit more contact with family, and the time to recover emotional and mental energy, it's time to have another go. And what's more, we have avoided bankruptcy which, for me, is a great feeling.
This is a BIG move too, 'cause we're packing up to head right across the country from East to West. Not that there still all that much to pack by way of furniture etc. But for me, it's my books. They have been in boxes for the last 6 years and I find that very frustrating. I have even consented to revising and downsizing my library. There are only 2 boxes of books coming with me, 10 in storage at my Dads place and 20, can you believe that, 20 boxes of books from my library going off to some auction somewhere. I hate that feeling I had 2 days ago when we took a small truck load of stuff we want to keep over to my Dads. My life reduced to a hand full of boxes. Why only 2 boxes of books? Why storage? Because we're heading off to Perth, Western Australia in a small truck and an 18 foot caravan which will be home for the duration.
The goal is for us both to find work in the mining sector, while we still can work, that is! It's not that we don't mind not having a lot of dough. It's just that when we can't work any more, which will come to us all too soon, it will be a pretty lean retirement. So the big adventure is on. I just have to finish building the super tool box on the back of the truck and a couple of other small jobs and it's finish packing the van and we're off. I was thinking while typing this, that I should have a photo or two of the super tool box and the back of the truck during construction to put up. But then, when you're the one on the end of a 9 inch angle grinder with sparks flying everywhere, it's a bit hard to think digital.
So, now I am looking forward to this next adventure. I'm ready now to face the world again come what may, but it has taken a while, and without getting stuck looking back, I have realy enjoyed working here on a farm again. It's big sky country here. Few hills and no mountains and the river only runs when it floods. In stark contrast to our last location down on the Hawkesbury River at Wisemans Ferry
A 5000 kilometre road trip first and then looking for work. One thing I'll say for facebook, a friend whom we haven't seen or spoken to for 15 years, found us (on facebook) and rang up from Perth. "Come over" she said. "Empty house, get yourselves over here!"
Not sure how long we're going to be gone? Maybe we won't come back. It would mean having to pack up and move again!