It’s time to move

Today we spent over 20 minutes in traffic to go the 1 kilometre from home to preschool — it’s time to start looking for a house on the other side of Parramatta Road again. There is, of course, no urgency — we’re in a lease after all — but we’ve both agreed we should keep an eye out for a better property in a more accessible location i.e. Annandale or Leichhardt at this point.

I should be sleeping

Another late night for me. My project at work is pretty demanding, with very tight deadlines and quite a bit to do in each sprint. I’m trying to keep on top of it, but it does mean I’ve done a bit more “out of hours work” than I’d like. I still feel pretty positive — about work, life, kids, fun, motorcycles, health — so something is working for me. A low carb diet!

Nelson Street Nomads

More house-hunting today — I think we saw five places today (might’ve been more, as for a couple of them I stayed in the car with a sleeping Jules and let Dee scope it out on her own). Of those, we’ve applied for just one, a tiny place (really), but probably not any smaller than our current house, and nicer: 3BRs all on a single level, on-street parking and close enough to the city that we can still ride in.

Finding a house is not easy

Finding a new house is proving difficult. We applied for a place on View Street, just a couple of blocks from our current place. Nice little three-bedroom, with a big enough yard, nice kitchen, good little deck outside — in short, perfect for our little clan. But by now you know where this is heading: we didn’t get it. Gutted, as well as baffled: we offered more than the asking price, were available to move in immediately (like: take our money, give us the keys) and even suggested we would do a long-lease (up to 24 months, by which time I’m really hoping we can start looking to buy our own).

Dusting off the ‘blog: It’s 2016!

It’s 2016, and I’m dusting off the ‘blog again. Sure, I might not be able to keep up with writing here, but I’ve got to try — it’s something I actually kind of enjoy, after all, and being able to go back and revisit my thoughts from a year ago (or ten!) is illuminating in the least. This is a year for enjoyment, I think: I’ve been giving too much focus, if not time (what parent has time, after all), to my work, and feeling guilty at both ends when I don’t give enough to EITHER my projects or my family — let alone carving out that tiny bit of personal space required to recharge, reflect, write, meditate, be alone, be myself. And while I have given up the late nights and energy drinks, mostly, I’m still finding it hard to say “it can wait until Monday” … and to be happy with that decision.

柔術 (Jūjutsu)

Last night I had a (free) trial class of “Northstar-style” jūjutsu at the local recreation centre. Fun, and I was drenched in sweat inside of five minutes!

We (probably) have to move

  Ah, beautiful, delicate irony. I becomes apparent that I spoke too soon when I confessed to feeling satisfied for the first time in years — within hours of my last post, our landlords called to tell us they’re selling our home.

Taking the weekend off

  Dee had a brilliant idea this morning: “We’re taking the day off,” she announced. “No swim-school, no yoga.” Of course, she then qualified it with, “We’ll just clean the house.”

A week at the beach house

Early in the evenin’, Right ‘round supper time, Mummy’s in her PJs suppin’ on some wine. Who are we kiddin’? It’s early afternoon And mummy always asks us if we reckon it’s too soon. Down at the beach house, that’s where we are, Julesy and his daddy are playin’, playin’ with a bunch of cars. Baa-ba-buh Baa-ba-buh ba-buh-ba-buh (No singing!) We’ve arrived home again after a week at Callala Beach, Jervis Bay.

Hashtag Jesus

hashtag jesus Danielle Fox (from Facebook via IFTTT.) Last night we drank a magnum of Mumm (champagne) that Dee won in a weight-loss competition at work, and as a result we got a little bit silly on Facebook. This in turn triggered an automatic post via IFTTT, and I feel like I should explain a little. It’s our third day at the beach house in Callala Bay, and I think we’re finally settling in.