Life Moves Pretty Fast

I had intended to post a bit more this year having, mostly, managed a post every month or two last year. However, this year has been a bit more full on than I’d anticipated and, in all honesty, writing has been the furthest from my mind. I haven’t written a review in ages (but have one on the go at the moment) and whilst there’s clearly things been going on my life, I haven’t really wanted to share much if I’m honest.

The biggest change this year was that my eldest moved in with me full-time at the start of the year. It’s been a big adjustment for the both of us though, for the most part, I feel like we’re slowly finding our groove. All I’m hoping for now is that they start to sleep through the night again after a disruption a few months ago really knocked that for six. It’s been a tough slog some weeks but it’s mostly just one or two wakes now and, honestly, that’s not too different for me as I wake most nights anyway as apparently that’s a thing as you age.

A Year On

It’s also been just over a full year of living in the apartment. I finally painted a wall, mostly so I can feel like I live in it rather than just letting it be like it’s always been. It still needs another coat as I ran out of paint as I didn’t know that, apparently, going from light to dark colour wise isn’t quite as easy as I thought. I’ve also still got a set of blinds to put up too but I need to get a drill bit for drilling into brick first; I’ll get there.

It certainly feels like home, though. I still have moments and there was a period of a couple of months where, coupled with a lack of sleep, I was very much missing having someone to help share the load and talk to. Whilst that happens less, it’s a feeling that crops up from time to time and, I suspect, may well do for some time to come.

Catching Up

Out of everything over the last few months, the highlight was a weekend jaunt to Adelaide for the Fringe festival. A friend of mine from the UK who has been working on the show Murder She Didn’t Write for quite some time, told me late last year that they’d be coming. Having wanted to see the show for quite some time, I jumped at the chance. It also gave me a chance to meet/catchup with a long time friend whom I met playing Forza Motorsport many, many years ago.

The show was hilarous and I also got to enjoy another show with my friend earlier in the day too, thanks to some complimentary tickets. It was lovely to spend the afternoon with him, talk about life and just generally have someone to talk some of my troubles over with. I was also staying with my other friend and got to enjoy time with him too and we went to the National Motor Museum

There were way more cars but I didn’t take that many photos. It was just nice to wander round with my friend, shoot the breeze, and share a passion we both have for cars. It’s also the only weekend this year I’ve had to myself and came after having both girls for the best part of a fortnight whilst C was away on a work trip abroad. I’m still hoping that, eventually, I’ll take the girls away somewhere for a weekend but that’s likely still a little ways away yet.

Looking Ahead

Aside from that, life’s very repetative. It’s not a bad thing most of the time, but occasionally it’s nice to do something different. I try to take the girls out somewhere when I can to places like the Zoo or some such but as they get older, they’re a little less interested in those sorts of things. Twelve has taken up football for the season which caught me a touch off-guard, so Saturdays now are mostly taken up with that which makes trips a little trickier too. Ten has plenty of dancing competitions to keep us busy and has had a fair bit of success too which has been lovely. We’ve got a few more and, as usual, the end of year show too.

As for me, it’s just work, parenting, football, and when time and calendars align, catching up with friends. I’m still adjusting and occasionally it still feels like I’m getting used to something only for something else to come along and reset everything. With any luck, though, things will crack on as they are for some time yet and maybe when the next curveball comes, it won’t quite feel as opressive as the last few have.