With the most important problem — a roof over our heads — now settled, it’s time to start thinking about the future: particularly the Tough Mudder challenge. I need to get training!
It was pretty much fate: I’d been looking for something to get me motivated, and then saw that the next Sydney Mudder was on the 12th and 13th of October. The day before my 35th birthday, then! I immediately signed up, before I had a chance to reconsider. I then proceeded to forget all about it, since it was suitably distant in the future and we had so much other stuff to deal with.
Did I mention we got the house in Annandale?
Yesterday I met Kate, one of the owners, and signed a 12-month lease on 301 Nelson Street, Annandale. It’s expensive, but not that much more than we’re currently paying in Belconnen, and we get all the benefits of living close to the city — it’s a 20-minute bike ride! — and a lovely little community. Wide, tree-lined streets; a park just behind us; a child-care and supermarket opening up just down the road; bike paths, off-leash parks, Rozelle Bay. Everyone I’ve spoken to has said how nice an area Annandale is — I can’t wait to move in. Kate said that it wasn’t uncommon to see neighbourhood kids playing together, running in and out of each others’ houses. And that never happens in Sydney!
I realised I haven’t actually blogged about a move to Sydney in any detail. Here goes:
I’m currently spending all my time in Sydney for work, while Dee and Jules stay at home in Canberra. They’ve driven over and stayed with me a couple of times, but it’s not really sustainable — we need to put Lucy somewhere, for example, and the last three times she’s stayed in the kennel she’s come back malnourished and often with an injury requiring a vet consult. It’s also easier for me to just be in a hotel, but it makes it hard for Jules to sleep when we’re all crammed in together. So not fun: our sleep suffers, my work suffers, our relationship suffers. So for the last few weeks I’ve just been coming on my own, and while I get a lot done it’s no fun leaving my family: video calls, while good, just are no substitute.