HouseGoesHome fell off the radar over the last few days, as life has been a bit full on. I worked in the city on Monday and Tuesday, which is always a scramble due to the dogs and their bladders. Charlie's other two orifices can also cause concern, which was the case this week. On Tuesday... Continue Reading →
He can’t be!
I am reeling from the news that my first boyfriend is turning 60. 60! How the bloody hell did that happen? He’s a fitness fanatic who competes in Ironman competitions, so he definitely doesn’t look 60 in the photos he posts on Facebook. Well, I don't look 58 in mine either, but that's because I... Continue Reading →
This is the way the world ends
I am allergic to something. It might be coconut milk, it might be chilli, it might be stress. No idea. I should probably start a food diary. The cramps kept me awake for most of Friday night, so I was a bit of a blurry basket case on Saturday. I was also bored. I am... Continue Reading →
Crazy compulsion
It's been quite the week and there hasn't been much time for blogging. Oh, and AAAARGH I pressed publish on the draft blog I wrote last night so if you're a subscriber you got the early version in your inbox. FFS. I drove to Newcastle to see my ailing dad on Tuesday. I've been exiled... Continue Reading →
At any cost
My sister, the eldest and I drove to Newcastle yesterday to visit my dad at the nursing home. Old age is a cruel mistress. My dad is in a pretty bad way. He has Parkinson's Disease and infections are running rampant through his body. An x-ray has revealed the one in his foot has entered... Continue Reading →
That’s sick
I finished work early on Friday so I could reunite with DD after his recent business trip to the UK. He called when I was at Narrabeen to check whether I'd left home already. Yup, almost there! Little did I realise he was checking on my whereabouts because he was starting to feel crook as... Continue Reading →
What the agent said
My favourite real estate agent popped over yesterday to give me some advice on my itchy feet. I don’t know why I’m so restless. I’ve been this way my whole home-owner life. I bought my first place in Petersham when I was 25 and I’ve been selling properties ever since. In the 10 years that... Continue Reading →
My neighbours
Apartment living is such a lucky dip. You never know what neighbours you will get and what building problems you will uncover. This blog post is about my neighbours. I live in an apartment block with three towers. There are six apartments in my tower, one on each landing, which is very civilised. Well, except... Continue Reading →
Real bad girl
I am not convinced that I have ADHD, but I frequently find myself searching for explanations for my behaviour. My mood swings from joy to despair on a regular basis. I grit my teeth when dealing with people because my patience has worn thin. I struggle to sleep. I seek dopamine hits from shopping, booking... Continue Reading →
Don’t look away
Words that I should never type when drafting blog posts: "It has been a relatively quiet long weekend in HouseGoesHome world, which is highly unusual, as I am normally a drama magnet." Alana, Alana, Alana ... will you never learn. The weekend started calmly enough. I spent Saturday and Sunday going for walks with friends... Continue Reading →