I am moving between "Oh my, this is so exciting" to "What am I thinking?!"
All in about 30 second cycles.
I live in a very civilized unit in a very civilized town near a very civilized beach with a very civilized life surrounded by very civilized wild life. It is nice and boring.
That is all about to change.
Big time.
Even the weather up there is uncivilized.
So I guess this blog is about my journey as a mother, as a woman, as a worker/manager, as a human, pulling up all ties and heading ........ OUT THERE!
Our new base is on a thin strip of white squeezed between red dirt and turquoise ocean.
Atleast that is what I imagine. I haven't yet laid eyes on the place. I have heard many things but you have read most of what I have heard in the above intro.
So this is where the journey starts. With the right amount of chaos, stress and turmoil to make anything an adventure. I cant even begin to worry about actually being up there before I get out of here... but that wont stop me from actually worrying, now will it? No sir-eee!
I will be back to worry so more soon no doubt.
Monday, 30 January 2012
Half an intro.
I am starting this blog with no real expectation of anyone actually reading this. I simply need the space in my brain. If you hate bad spelling or grammer you best leave now. I am hopeless!
Quickly about me. I am married with a 2yo daughter. I love art and nature and tryinf to live outside the box. I am just about to step waaaaaaayyyyy outside the box.
I have just got, or rather, I am about to start a new job. It comes with a fair mix of excitement and terror.
Let me tell you a bit about it.
It is 150km north of a north west town called Carnarvon, which used to be a one horse town, but then they bought another horse. It is up a dirt track. A really, really loooong dirt track. You just want to pray that it doesn't rain. On a good day it can take over an hour to travel, a bad up to 6!
It is an eco camp, so long drop dunnies, conservation, fishing sancturies etc. Water is tight to say the least. We have a house attached to the shop that has a small rain water tank but the rest of the camp has none. It is BYO. We are really going to need to be very concious of our consumption.
Our shop is the only thing for miles that has power. We get it from a generator. The generator gets switched off at 10pm and on again at 7am. There is no TV or radio. There is not much of anything else. Oh except snakes. Plenty of those buggers.
It turns out that the best plan is for ME to be the boss. It was always going to be Hubby who was getting the job but really most of the work is shop, ordering, bookings etc. Thats me and very much NOT him. So he will be a SAHD... hehehe that looks cute! A sahd
. But it is so casual that I will be able to have Little Miss in the shop (that is attached to the house) with me most of the time. He has been offered extra work as a chippy which he will most likely do, on his own schedual.
We get up there 2 weeks before the madness of the Easter holidays desend. We better have it down by then coz there wont be a moment to scratch.
. This was my former life - busy, pressure, tills, money, bookings, co-ordination etc but I feel wayyy out of practice. Plus with a 2 yo next to me....
Anyway. This is right up our ally even though it sounds daunting. Hubby and I have always loved camping. The rawer the better. This will be like luxury camping. With a bed. And a fridge. I just hope Little Miss can cope without Aunty ABC. But there IS fishing, snorkling and all that beachy stuff. There will always be kids in the camp that she will have to befriend. I wonder how WE will cope with lights out at 10?!
On the plus side there is internet. I can keep up with you lot. And the rest of the world... if I want to. So long as it is before 10pm
Thinning down my stuff has been hard but liberating. I have moved that many times that all I have left is special stuff. But I figure if it has spent the last 2 years in a box and I havent even seen or thought about it, it can go. It is just he parting with it that is the hard bit.
I have halved my house. Now I have to go back through and halve that again. We are going up with our van and a trailer (hopefully if we can find and afford one.) and that is it.
My house is in a state of deconstruction. It bothers me. I am not pedantic about tidy but I do like a little order. Everything is clean but it is quite messy. Especially with Little Miss inspecting everything I pull out to play the "keep or throw" game.
Anyhow that is enough from me for now. I will be back next time my brain needs emptying.
Quickly about me. I am married with a 2yo daughter. I love art and nature and tryinf to live outside the box. I am just about to step waaaaaaayyyyy outside the box.
I have just got, or rather, I am about to start a new job. It comes with a fair mix of excitement and terror.
Let me tell you a bit about it.
It is 150km north of a north west town called Carnarvon, which used to be a one horse town, but then they bought another horse. It is up a dirt track. A really, really loooong dirt track. You just want to pray that it doesn't rain. On a good day it can take over an hour to travel, a bad up to 6!
It is an eco camp, so long drop dunnies, conservation, fishing sancturies etc. Water is tight to say the least. We have a house attached to the shop that has a small rain water tank but the rest of the camp has none. It is BYO. We are really going to need to be very concious of our consumption.
Our shop is the only thing for miles that has power. We get it from a generator. The generator gets switched off at 10pm and on again at 7am. There is no TV or radio. There is not much of anything else. Oh except snakes. Plenty of those buggers.
It turns out that the best plan is for ME to be the boss. It was always going to be Hubby who was getting the job but really most of the work is shop, ordering, bookings etc. Thats me and very much NOT him. So he will be a SAHD... hehehe that looks cute! A sahd
. But it is so casual that I will be able to have Little Miss in the shop (that is attached to the house) with me most of the time. He has been offered extra work as a chippy which he will most likely do, on his own schedual.We get up there 2 weeks before the madness of the Easter holidays desend. We better have it down by then coz there wont be a moment to scratch.
. This was my former life - busy, pressure, tills, money, bookings, co-ordination etc but I feel wayyy out of practice. Plus with a 2 yo next to me....Anyway. This is right up our ally even though it sounds daunting. Hubby and I have always loved camping. The rawer the better. This will be like luxury camping. With a bed. And a fridge. I just hope Little Miss can cope without Aunty ABC. But there IS fishing, snorkling and all that beachy stuff. There will always be kids in the camp that she will have to befriend. I wonder how WE will cope with lights out at 10?!
On the plus side there is internet. I can keep up with you lot. And the rest of the world... if I want to. So long as it is before 10pm
Thinning down my stuff has been hard but liberating. I have moved that many times that all I have left is special stuff. But I figure if it has spent the last 2 years in a box and I havent even seen or thought about it, it can go. It is just he parting with it that is the hard bit.
I have halved my house. Now I have to go back through and halve that again. We are going up with our van and a trailer (hopefully if we can find and afford one.) and that is it.
My house is in a state of deconstruction. It bothers me. I am not pedantic about tidy but I do like a little order. Everything is clean but it is quite messy. Especially with Little Miss inspecting everything I pull out to play the "keep or throw" game.
Anyhow that is enough from me for now. I will be back next time my brain needs emptying.
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