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Sunday, 27 April 2008

Looking for a new house, without much enthusiasm

Because of my father-in-law's recent ill health, we have been trawling through allhomes.com looking for a new house. Unfortunately, anything remotely suitable is way out of our price range. What I basically want is a house that a) has a granny flat and b) is not dramatically worse than what we have now. Which doesn't seem to be available for anything less than about $200,000 more than our house is worth, and that's not taking into consideration taxes or moving costs.

So since we can't have that, I figure I might as well fantasise about what I really want. This is the basic criteria for my ideal home:

1. No further from Liam's school than we are now, ideally in walking distance.
2. Has an ensuite
3. Has four bedrooms.
4. Has a study (what the hell, this is a fantasy).
5. Has a Rolfing studio (this could double as a study if necessary, as it does now, but oh how lovely it would be to have a "room of one's own"), which needs to have it's own toilet or the facility for us to add one.
6. (And this is key) Has a granny flat, with internal access, no stairs, and a bathroom which could be used by someone with a walking frame. This is not essential at the moment, but it seems like it would be insane to move somewhere with a granny flat which is not going to be suitable for a granny in the long term.
7. Ideally has a northern aspect, good insulation, shade and or/evaporative cooling, ducted gas heating, gas hot water, updated kitchen and bathrooms, tank water... etc. These are the things our house has now, minus the northern aspect and updated ensuite (and our tank water is minimal and not plumbed into the house, but it does the garden well enough). Oh, and it would be lovely to keep a view. We are very spoilt with a gorgeous view of the mountains from our living areas and deck where we live now.

We found a few houses with something like these criteria. One even that was almost in our price range (combining the value of our house with half the value of my FIL's house). But it had only three bedrooms, no space that could be utilised for rolfing (so we lose income), was about three times the distance from school to where we are now, and consequently would also probably add about 1/2 hour each way on the (bus) commute to work, and it had none of point 7, as far as we can tell, though the kitchen looked okay. Also the living space is less than we have now and the fence would need to be replaced to keep Lochie in. The granny flat doesn't have internal access, but is on the same level as the house and appears to have no stairs. There was no photo of the bathroom. In other words there is no upside from the point of view of our family, several downsides, but it did have a granny flat.

Then there was quite a nice one only a couple of suburbs further south than we are now - which would be fine - with four bedrooms, which would be lovely, what with the planned extension to our family sometime next year. (The one above was the only one we found with a granny flat and less than four bedrooms.) It also had a great kitchen (in black and white, not my preference, but a great gas cooktop and lots of bench and cupboard space) and ducted gas heating, and even a view from the main bedroom. Also a double metal garage which could be converted into a rolfing studio if there was any money left over. The flat was under the house though, and had stairs down into it from the outside entrance. And then of course there was the fact that even with the full value of our house and FIL's house, we still wouldn't cover taxes and moving costs (let alone converting a garage).

And there's the fact that if we use the full value of FIL's house then brother-in-law is completely disinherited, which seems like it could cause some life long friction, even if FIL was willing to do it (which I don't think he would be). Unless we were prepared to sell up and move when FIL dies, which frankly, I'm not. I hate moving, I want to be settled somewhere where we can plant our fruit trees and expect to still be there by the time they bare fruit. I'm already mourning the potential loss of this house, with all the work we've done on the garden, including the apple tree we planted over Liam's placenta (still haven't gotten around to doing anything with Kaely's and maybe we should hold off). Also, what if we then have another aging parent who needs to move in with us? Three out of four of our parents, plus the one step parent, live in Canberra, and we are the only offspring from either family who does likewise. We're the bunnies on the spot, in other words.

Anyway, it's all very complicated. Is it unreasonable of me to not want to have to significantly reduce our standard of living in order to accommodate him, and particularly in order to preserve BIL's inheritance (which FIL may well fritter away once it's not tied up in his house anyway, after all it is his money)? I feel resentful about that possibility, and yet I can also see how BIL may feel resentful - I mean, imagine this scenario: we use all of his Dad's money to buy ourselves a new place, one with (say) an extra bedroom over what we have now, plus a granny flat. In short, increasing our asset base by about $200,000, while he gets nothing. Then FIL ups and dies the week we all move in. It could happen, quite easily. He might go on for another ten years (though I think it's unlikely), but he might also drop dead tomorrow.

Sigh.

 

Rain upon the roof

I love the sound of rain on the tin roof of my study.* 

It's so much easier to work in here when it's raining out than when the sun is shining. I do hope it's not causing problems for the fence posts Chris and a friend were just cementing in this morning though. We really need a permanent fence for our poor chickens, and soon.

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*aka the rolfing studio

what ever made me think I would like this?

I hate writing lit essays.

How is it that I've come through a full literature degree (with honours), and most of the the way through a Masters degree (Writing & Literature), and I am still surprised by this? I must be denser than I thought.

Monday, 21 April 2008

Blog providers

(and in an effort to move the whinge post from the top of the screen...)

I'm sort-of, half thinking of changing blog providers, although I've been very happy with Typepad for several years now. But what I would like is to be able to password protect individual posts. Posts with, say, pics of the kids. Posts with, say, whinges about relatives. And maybe in the future I could password protect the Mikaela and Liam archives or something. And I can't do that on Typepad without going professional, which is just a little too pricey for me.

What I love about Typepad is it's reliable, fast, has otherwise all the facilities I look for in a blog provider, and has a great help department.

So any suggestions which have similar characteristcs and are not more expensive would be much appreciated.

A whinge

In addition to having a nasty virus that had me unable to sleep for three days (slightly better last night), for the mucus blocking up my windpipe each time I relaxed, with a ferociously sore throat, now moving into the ears, and which I have now passed on to poor Mikaela; in addition, I say, to all that, we now have my father-in-law staying with us, fresh out of hospital.*

Let me be quick to say that I do not begrudge him our help at such a time. He has no one else here to look after him, and when he yesterday told Chris he would be discharged today but did not want to stay with us, I was momentarily horrified by the idea of him going home alone. Then when Chris went to pick him up today and he said he wanted to come here after all, I was equally horrified by that. Quite aside from not wanting him anywhere near our germs, there's the logistics of sleeping arrangements.

Picture this. We have a three bedroom house, one of which is really a study (no closet). Chris and I sleep in the study (where we have moved our queen bed, which just fits, leaving the low and less comfortable futon in our room), because it is more convenient to do that, and put K in our room, than have her sleeping just off the family room, and because she and we both sleep a lot better when we don't share a room. Right now Kaely is coughing a spluttering half the night, and the other half I am clearing my throat and blowing my nose. Chris is slightly better, but the nose blowing! Seriously, you should hear it.

Enter the father-in-law. Where is he going to sleep? Well, there is really only one possibility, which is the study. You see where this is going. No sleep tonight.

 

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*I'm not going into details about the hospital stay, just like I haven't for other significant people in my family in the past year or so, because his story is not mine to tell. Not here and now anyway :)

Thursday, 17 April 2008

protecting privacy

Last night I cooked dinner from a recipe I found on another blog. Later I heard Liam telling Chris this on the phone (Chris being in Melbourne for work), and I starting thinking about Liam and blogging.

I remembered that Dawn mentioned a while ago that Noah wanted his own blog, and I thought - that will be Liam one day in the not so distant future. I've already started talking about blogging to him, a very little bit, so the idea that I am talking all about our lives on the world wide internet won't come as a shock down the track!

But then I started thinking: if Liam will want his own blog, probably some of his friends will as well. Which means they'll be reading blogs. Which means they could, conceivably, come across this blog. With funny (and not so funny) stories about Liam from the moment of his birth (leaving aside for a moment the unlikelihood of a prepubescent boy reading the blog of a boring middle aged women, with no sexy photos or nothin'). And while I haven't put many photos of Liam up since he was about three, it wouldn't take long to figure out that it was him I was writing about. So maybe, I thought, I should have used pseudonyms for the kids.

So I'm wondering, if you blog about your kids - do you use pseudonyms? And why do you, or why don't you? And are you happy with that decision?

Wednesday, 16 April 2008

For the Readers

Thanks to Robin at The Other Mother, today is Blog Reader Appreciation Day.Icon_small_rad_2008_brittbox_2

So this is for you, dear reader.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for staying with me in the lean months (and years) - or at least coming back from time to time to check on me.
Thank you for your support in the harder times.
Thank you for your parenting advice (sometimes looked for, sometimes not, but always appreciated).
Thank you for your book recommendations (I'm always looking for more book recommendations).
Thank you for your wisdom in response to my questions or thoughts, and for your interesting links to elsewhere.
Thank you (those who are bloggers as well as readers) for linking to me from your blogrolls. :)
Thank you just for commenting on my blog, even simply to say Yes! or No!.
I love your comments, each and every one.

Sunday, 13 April 2008

Difference - and the lack of it

We went to the birthday party yesterday of one of Liam's (new) school friends, whose mother I only know a little. Meaning we've introduced ourselves at school and say hello to each other but that's all. The invitation had the parents' names on it, and one of them was a gender neutral name (is there a better way to say that?), while the other was the name of the mum I knew. I confess I was hoping the dad would turn out to be a second mum. He didn't.

Even though my best friend is one half of a pair of mums, we don't have any two-mum (or two-dad) families in our immediate circle here in Canberra. Similarly we don't have many people of colour in our immediate circle. Hell, we barely have any single parent or 'melded' families around us. Though I'm guessing that that, as least, will change as the kids get older (not that I'm wishing divorce on anyone! Just being realistic.) One of the downsides about living in Canberra - it's overwhelmingly made up of middle class, Anglo-Saxon, heterosexuals. They're also largely educated and left wing, which admittedly is quite nice, and probably largely 'tolerant' of difference. But then again it's easy to be tolerant of difference when you're rarely confronted with it.

For this reason I try to surround Liam with books and TV shows that show people who are different to him. Happily, Liam's teacher is of a different ethnicity  I'm very bad at even noticing, much less picking this, but I guess of Asian descent? And another of my best friends is half Japanese. She and her extremely cute one year old stayed with us for a few days in January, but unfortunately (for us, and not just because she's Japanese either, I hasten to add!) she lives overseas most of the year. But all in all I feel like I need to make more of an effort to expose Liam to difference - different families, different looks, different cultures. I'm just not quite sure how to go about it. Short of moving to Melbourne of course.

Thursday, 10 April 2008

what I have been thinking lately (roosters, dogs, kids and writing, for instance)

I don't seem to be doing much with this blog lately. Even the baby book entries mostly just get written in my head, and end up being simple lists of words when I finally get something out.

It's frustrating because I have things to write about.

The kids, of course. How Liam seems to have turned a corner from the (slightly difficult) five and a half year old he was, to the six year old he is now, even though the books say six is supposed to be harder. How I think school plays a part, since he's now one of the older kids in his class (which has two years together, 4-6 year olds) and he seems to be feeling the responsibility (in a good way). How Mikaela is so delightful just now, but I'm still a bit afeared about what is around the corner, because she is such a determined little thing.

About future plans too. How I had a little freak out the other week that if we had another child we might end up with a "special needs" child of some sort and be stuck in this part of our lives (the part with seriously dependent beings) forever. But how I'm moreorless over that now and feeling a bit excited about starting to try to get pregnant again in a few months time, despite the very real possibility that it will take even longer than last time (me being 36 and Chris almost 40 now) or that it won't happen at all.

And that would naturally lead into the post where I suddenly remembered the fertility specialist saying to me that I might, possibly, have an early menopause, because of only having one ovary and who knows, the other one might not be all that great either (though I secretly think it is), and me suddenly realising the other day that I don't want to go through an early menopause for more reasons than just fertility - which is what I had focussed on up to now.

And then I have these posts I want to write about sustainable living, and how Lochie squashed most of our summer vegetable garden, has broken into both chicken runs and let the chooks out, let the chooks into the winter vegetable garden (which is toast now) and eats the eggs. But we're still glad to have him (mostly), though that was all a little depressing for a while. And Chris is starting obedience training with him next Tuesday night. And how one of our two Silkies turned out to be a rooster and started terrorising his sister, so we got rid of him and now she is much happier but I still think we need another little Silkie friend for her (or two, or maybe three).

And of course about The Compact and how that's going and how I feel about it, with a little more detail than that last post.

And then about writing, and how I am back to working on my fiction now (not the essay which I still haven't even got a draft of, or a conclusion for, despite it all being due in less than 2 months!) and am really enjoying the revision/re-writing process. I fact I *love* it. Who'd have thunk? (I always dread revision, and always love it once I get going. Weird.)

And no doubt a bunch of other things that don't come to mind right now because I can hear Kaely in the kitchen and I am wondering what she is doing, and because Liam is off sick today (just a cold with a mild fever I *think*, but there is chicken pox going around the school), but I've just remembered that I have to get everyone dressed and go into the school anyway, because I am the 'class co-ordinator' and I have to put out some pledge forms for the community hours scheme before term ends, and term ends tomorrow...

And now Liam is calling me, and I think Kaely is harrassing him, so I will go be a parent, and save thinking more about this blog for another day.

Monday, 07 April 2008

The Year of the Compact

The nice thing I am finding about living under The Compact is that I don't have to think about whether to buy things. I don't have to think about whether I should get such-and-such because it's on special, or whether we really need so-and-so. Unless it's in a second hand store of course, but they don't send out catalogues which makes it easier!

I have broken it already of course. I bought little pads and crayons to put in the kids' party bags for Liam's birthday. But I managed to borrow a 'happy birthday' banner (which Liam specifically requested) and a bundt cake tin for making Liam's volcano cake (first theme cake I've ever made, unless you count last year's - a 'lolly' cake, was requested, so we decorated with jelly beans and lolly bananas. Not very tricky.).

Mostly, though, we are doing well, and I am feeling good about it.

Wednesday, 02 April 2008

Mikeala's words at 21 months (baby book entry)

Spoken Words:
mummy
daddy
door
boots (sounds like boo)
balloon (also sounds like boo)
boo (as in peeka-)
ball
bath
bubble
hi (used to address the animals primarily)
more
moon
spoon
blue
no
yes (sometimes as yeh, more often ess or esh or just 'sh')
mine (she uses this a lot)
wine (yes, one of her earliest clear words was wine. Ahem.)
me (usually means I want that, sometimes means me too)
computer (according to Chris anyway)
brush (as in teeth) (sounds like 'sh')
yum
dark
stuck
tea
milk
that
there
bear
side (as in other- when nursing)(sounds like died, usually), and
side (as in out-)

She's seeming to put two or three words together sometimes, but it's hard to tell whether she's really putting them together or just repeating known phrases. Like sometimes she seems to say 'other side' instead of just 'side' when she's in the middle of a breastfeed, but she doesn't use 'other' on it's own. She also adds 'the' and 'there' to other words sometimes, or sometimes just makes sounds like a three word sentence, but her speech isn't clear enough for me to tell if they're really words or just babble.

Signed words:
*Down (as in, let me out of this high chair now!)
*Food/eat (she usually uses this to mean, 'I want some of that!' rather than 'I'm hungry', and to be really emphatic she practically sticks her finger down her throat.)
*sleep/bed (meaning 'I want to go and play in [someone's] cot', or '[someone] is asleep' and very occasionally 'I want to go to sleep')
*drink
*mummy milk
*yes
*no
*music (usually used to mean 'I want to listen to track number two, now!')
*all done/finished
She doesn't really do 'more' any more - she just says it.