May 22, 2012

Oh To Live In A House Again.



Perfectly describing my character and my mood at the moment.

We are so close to finishing the house, but being so close feels like I am still a lifetime away.

Does that make sense?

I can only describe it as a scene in a horror movie (and we've had a few of those while owner building) - the main character is trying to get to a destination, a door to freedom perhaps, or a safe passage.

The more they fight and claw their way there, the more the glistening prize moves back. It literally moves away. The more they fight, the harder it is.

This is how I feel at the moment.

I'm in waist deep thick black sludge, fighting and pushing to get to my goal, and the more I push, the further away it goes.

A tad dramatic maybe, but after nearly 4 years of waiting.....I seriously want my house!

We are finishing off now, the electricial, the plumbing and the floors. The Hubbster has been working very hard on his days off. 

He has a job as well as the farm to take care of. There are only so many hours in the day. And dollars in the bank!

I feel very unorganised right now. 

I want things in their place.

I want to decorate my home and cook delicious meals in our new kitchen for my patient family.

I can't believe how little the children were when we moved here. They were 3, 5 and 7.

They are ready for their own rooms, their own space. 

The 5 of us sleep in the same room and they are over it as much as I am.

We haven't had a Christmas Tree in 4 years...I refused to put one in the shed because it was never meant to be permanent.

The kids have toys in storage they have forgotten about.

I have no idea where my slow cooker is.

We eat in the same shed as our paint tins and our tractor.

I don't even jump anymore when I see a snake.

THIS is my reality.

I have surprised myself how well I have coped with all of this, and we have had some memorable times in the shed, that has brought us closer together as a family.

But enough is enough.

The bedroom air conditioner has stopped working. 

There is a hole in the floor of the shower. We can see the water running onto the grass on the outside.

I don't want to take an umbrella to the toilet when it rains.

Reality, people, reality.

The hard yards are done....

Last night, The Hubbster turned on all of the verandah lights. The house looked so beautiful bathed in the soft, creamy light.

It gave us inspiration to keep keep pushing forward to reach our goal.

Stay with me..there's not long to go now x



CountryMouse said...

I know what you mean as the same thing happened with getting the schoolroom and quarters here but the hard yards of less that ideal living were worth it for what came in the end. I hope everything comes together for you and best of luck with those last few yards slogging it up the hill ... the view from the top will be great though as will be you new home.

Farmers Wifey said...

Aww thank you x this last part is the hardest...we are so close xo

Mum on the Run said...

You have the patience of a saint.
I can only imagine your frustration. I'd be chomping at the bit too.
Thank you for the towel hook teaser.
Can't wait for the big reveal.

♥.Trish.♥ Drumboys said...

It will happen , hang in there Michelle . I can't wait to see your decor posts .

Dreaming said...

The last part seems to take f-o-r-e-v-e-r! All those little details. But... you are so, darn close! Moving day will be here before you know it!

All For Love said...

FOUR YEARS, you're amazing for coping with the house situation for so long. There are changes I'm desperate to make to our house and even not being able to do those has me feeling frustrated and stroppy some days. But I have NOTHING to complain about... so I'll be thinking of you next time I get all annoyed with our shitty kitchen or backyard falling down around us. Haha! xo

Foursons said...

I imagine that this last little bit of waiting feels like the last 4 years altogether. Hang in there girl, I can't wait for your announcement that you are IN!

Dream House Trish said...

You guys have done great, It will all be a distant memory soon when youre both putting your feet up on that verandah waiting for the slow cooker to cook ya dinner!!!

Anonymous said...

Make your time frame bigger to give yourself space.

It is like waiting for a baby to arrive. You don't know when they are coming and you just can't wait...but you do, and they eventually come and everything works out.

A friend of mine always says, it's the worst things that happen to you that make the best stories. It's those holes in the shower you'll be talking about for years :)

Farmers Wifey said...

I love your comments steps all the way xoxo

fromsophiesview said...

Yes... Queen of are on the road to home and I can a feel the warmth and comfiness of the walls around you...need an extra licker to take care of them bruises and sores...I am available!

Farmers Wifey said...

Miss Sophie, I have the PERFECT verandah for you to laze the sunshine of course ! xo

LisaW said...

You have been so patient...four years is a bloody long time!!! I hope you'll be in your home soon. You more than deserve it.

Farmers Wifey said...

Thanks Lisa, I won't believe it really! xo

fromsophiesview said...

I'm holding you up to the invite...hear me!