It is the last of the month today. I feel so flat when I think about moving, more specifically about selling and being permanently done with this house and its yard. Haven't found a patch of dirt anywhere, in any place I've lived, I didn't like. The earth is rich here, there are lots of worms and most plants grow well. It is more than I have the energy to maintain, however, which is why moving shall happen...again.
Today I transferred our wage so we start the month with money.
Made Molly's stew with the scraps I froze then blended, it came out OK.
Picked up some groceries at WW and am happy to report the chicken was only 3.99 a kg, apples were 1/2 price reduced, and chocolate (I bought with blow money) was on special. Almost feels as if all is right with the world.
I only bought the 4 things on my list at the super market.
I changed a periodic payment to fit our new budget. (I have more to change)
I have been admiring tree dahlias in local yards, I rented a place that had them and I think they are amazing & beautiful. Today Mum gave me a piece from which to start some. Now I am torn. Do I plant it knowing that I won't be here to enjoy it or attempt to keep it? I have also been thinking about the house we left and how we had fitted it out with all the things we like, gas ducted heating , evaporative air conditioning and splashes of colour. But the neighbors were awful, it didn't have an office, the area was noisy and it is sold and we have moved. Mostly we have moved the kids schooling and they have formed new relationships. I am uncomfortable with the idea that any of that will be unsettled by this coming move. I feel like I need to talk but I am not talking to my family as they are not like minded. I am not looking for someone to agree with us, I process things by talking and just need to talk. Blogging helps too.
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