2020 has disrupted all our lives, our friends, our families and their friends and families. Everywhere you look, someone has a story to tell and we are hearing alot of unsettled humans in our new world.
House prices are soaring as Kiwis try to secure their forever home, and rentals are in high demand. Being a tradie at this time is a good profession to have, as the plans for building are popping up all over our country, New Zealand touted to be a safe place to live.
We are disposing of unneeded “things” and minimalising our lives to enjoy the more simple activities in our work life balance. While many are working from home, and disparing of stumbling from their beds to their computers on a daily basis, others are embracing change and making plans to action for a future in our godzone. As we have all been such a transient society, we have holes in our hearts where our overseas loved ones sit and memories return to us on a daily basis (facebook reminds us memory challenged humans). We tell ourselves it will not be forever and we focus on the summer in front of us with Spring providing sunshine and warmer days.
It is time for this old Girl to find a new home, she likes a roof over her head (garage) and who can drive two cars at once? Trade-me provided the perfect motivation on Saturday – gifting a free listing day and so I did….one test drive and a couple of lookers and bids later but no new home yet. She needs someone to care for her as Russ did and as I have a multitude of humans to care for, it can’t be me.
Days and weekends are littered with home tasks, work and, dare I say it, a slight boredom of looking out the window at suburbia (new subdivision – big houses on small sections) and the continuous banging of contractors working on the two mausoleums (bigger houses on smaller sections) behind Dads house in Silverdale.
Lawns are growing and plants need watering, windows need cleaning and cupboards need clearing. Jobs for a weekend, but by then its just block the world and do something unnecessary:
Two jigsaws in one day, Ok so only 300 piece ones, but an hour of mindless activity. I am looking forward to joining the ranks of the level 2.5 freedom campers….and getting some beach time or fishing time soon. This Kiwi likes the outdoors not the indoors and we still have lots to explore in this country of ours.
So my Wednesday ends with a medical appointment and building another “Hello Fresh”, although I am getting good at modifying these complicated instructions into very edible (and easy) concoctions…Dad has been baking himself in the afternoon sun in readiness for his appointment. Life is pretty simple really. We got through Fathers Day, not that well (sad face here), we now have the first year of Russ’s passing to navigate next week closely followed by his birthday (and anniversary of his funeral and the first game of the 2019 Rugby world cup). It is kind of hard to believe all this was pre Covid and we did not know that barring our losses what 2020 would bring for us. So long as we all stick together and spread a little kindness where ever we can we will all get ready to jump into 2021 with renewed vigour.
All who wander are not Lost girls 