Reflections on the Last Challenge from 2015.
So what happened? Well I didn't think any one was reading. Even after all the time. I go and look and there has been people coming the blog. Thank you. Also, in late 2016, my husband told me that either he moves out or I do. We were getting less and less communicative and we did not speak for a week. It was a long time coming. I said I'd go. Soon after, I bought a one way plane ticket from Perth, Western Australia to Melbourne, Victoria, Australia, a 3418 or there about km trip. I packed two suitcases with clothes. He and our daughter drove me to the airport. I waved good bye at the gate. Had a bit of a sook. I haven't been back yet. I got to Melbourne and was picked up by two very good friends. One dragged me out to a bar that night. Mind you I hadn't been out in a very long time. I had a ball. The next day, we watched dvd's and then he drove me to my mum's house where I stayed for a bit until we butted heads. Mum has a small house and she likes to go to bed early. I don't. We just aren't meant to live together. I ordered a taxi one night, took my suitcases and went to my best friend's house, where I lived on her couch for three months.
Eventually my welcome was worn out at my best friends, and I had to move. My friendship with my beautiful friend was getting strained. I had been visiting places to live but none were suitable. One I was waiting to hear back from. During my inspections of houses to share, I met a very gorgeous, wonderful older lady who I now considered one of my closest friends. It's funny how the world works. Alas my best friend wanted me out, so I bravely called the last person whose house I'd see, the person I had been waiting on. I really wanted to move into his house, it was big and yay had a pool. It was also in an area I wanted to live in. My great great grandparents and grandparents lived in this town. It has heritage value to me. After describing my dilemma to this potential landlord, he agreed to allow me to move in that afternoon. This is where I call home now. Well most of the time. I do frequently stay for weeks at a time at a friends house in another lovely seaside town. More often than not I'm there more than here.
A person who was also sharing the house with us, committed suicide, that was a tough one. Nice guy. I was sad and angry that I didn't stop him or be aware he wanted to end his life. Supposedly this wasn't his first attempt either. This time he was successful. I wasn't home at the time and received a call in the middle of the night from my landlord. My phone was on silent so I didn't hear the news until the morning. I wasn't doing too well with it. It wasn't until I went into his room the other day with my landlord and had a look around that my mind shifted. When I learned a previous hospital admission was a suicide attempt, my mind accepted what happened. I feel a lot better now, having done that and by talking about it with my landlord and others.
I learned my husband had traded me in for a young 20 something year old. I'm yet to settle our divorce and other things that come with that. I have been kazinating as my friends say to me. This is one thing I definitely have been slow to act upon. I have a wonderful close friend, who throughout the last year has let me unload stuff out of my mind about my marriage. I also have wonderful group of very close friends who too have allowed me just to talk and get things out. I am truly blessed for their friendship and love. I have tears in my eyes as I write this and a choked up throat. These people who have been there for me are amazing. Of the 6 of them, three I've met within the last year. Love them to bits. Some I don't see a lot of but they're only a phone call away. I've shed some tears with this lot. xxxxxx.
I also had to live without a computer for a while until my best friend gave me one of hers. Blessed be. There is also no internet connection where I live or stay so I've taken to using my phone as my data source. I've just ordered a modem and a sim card whose data plans are enough for my needs and a reasonable price. I had to go buy all new kitchen bits and pieces, pots and pans etc. Start again. I was given a food processor for Christmas from mum. Love it. I don't own a bed yet, but I do have two duck feather doonas and an awesome duck pillow. These gifted to me by my mum and best friend. I also don't own a tv either. I have one in my room though and there's one where I go and stay. The one in my room is an old one and uses a set top box. Can't get some channels but it's enough. I'm a minimalist now. I have heaps of clothes mind you and some could be sent to the opportunity shops, but I don't really possess a lot of things anymore.
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